Bastille – Oil On Water (Ukulele)

          F                        C
So her fingers ran away with themselves

       Am                  E
'Till everything was documented

     F                       C
Her mind it was reaching out

    Am                         E
To put into words what their bodies had done

F                  C
They lie together, oh

       Am     F     E
Oil on wa-aa-aa-aa-ter

      F                 C
And they lie upon her, oh

            Am        F         E       
Someone's daugh-augh-augh-augh-ter

        F                      C
It's a catalogue of modern mistakes

      Am                      E
Her words and legs wrapped around each man

          F                       C
Leaving stories like digital crumbs

         Am                     E
As she turns these nights into literature

F                   C
They lie together, oh

       Am     F     E
Oil on wa-aa-aa-aa-ter

     F                  C
And they lie upon her, oh

           Am          F        E        
Someone's daugh-augh-augh-augh-ter

            F                            C
When they leave she sets about writing down

         Am             E
Awkward body games all over town

        F                            C
Warm affection runs through every word

         Am                    E
We're screens away but we're laughing with her

F                   C
They lie together, oh

       Am     F     E
Oil on wa-aa-aa-aa-ter

     F                  C
And they lie upon her, oh

           Am          F    E        
Someone's daugh-augh-augh-aughter

F                   C
They lie together, oh

       Am     F   E
Oil on wa-aa-aa-ater