Lyrics Forks and Knives (La Fête).lrc Beirut
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[ar: Beirut]
[al: The Flying Club Cup]
[ti: Forks and Knives (La Fête)]
[length: 03:34]
[00:10.25]Uptown, the street’s in a calming way
[00:14.68]And outside is warm as a bed with a maid
[00:18.88]And I find it’s all our waves and raves
[00:23.36]That makes the days go on this way
[00:27.79]
[01:11.97]I heard the sad sound of words
[01:17.26]Spoken from a beak of a wise old bird
[01:21.32]Uptown, the streets are kept afloat
[01:25.61]And that girl never leaves me alone
[01:31.04]
[02:21.55]He means well, saying
[02:25.14]I’ve got stories of wine, superb
[02:28.98]And of course my childhood, forks and knives
[02:33.25]And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again
[03:31.19]Year of Release: 2007