G Em Am D G Uptown, the street's in a calming wayEm Am D G And outside is warm as a bed with a maidEm Am D G And I find it's all our waves and ravesEm Am D (G) That makes the days go on this wayG Em Am D Oo-oo-oh (x4) G Em Am D (x6)[Verse 2]G Em Am D G I heard the sad sound of wordsEm Am D G Spoken from a beak of a wise old birdEm Am D G Uptown, the streets are kept afloatEm Am D (G) Our ground never leaves me aloneG Em Am D Oo-oo-oh (x4) G Em Am D (x8) [Verse 3]G Em Am D He means well, saying, I've got storiesG Em Am D Of wine, superb, and of course my childhoodG Em Am D Forks and knives, and a hospital bedG Em Am D (G) Where I turned my life over and over again
Forks And Knives
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