My Boy Builds Coffins
- Florence + The Machine (2009)You are listening to the song My Boy Builds Coffins by Florence + The Machine, writer by Florence Welch;Christopher Lloyd Hayden;Rob Ackroyd in album Lungs. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails
He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails
He doesn't make tables, dressers or chairs
He can't carve a whistle cause he just doesn't care.
My boy builds coffins for the rich and the poor
Kings and queens; they've all knocked on his door
Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves
They all come to him 'cause he's so eager to please.
My boy builds coffins he makes them all day
But it's not just for work and it isn't for play
He's made one for himself
One for me too
One of these days he'll make one for you
For you, for you, for you.
My boy builds coffins for better or worse
Some say its a blessing, some say its a curse
He fits them together in sunshine or rain
Each one is unique, no two are the same.
My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame
That when each one's been made, he can't see it again
He crafts everyone with love and with care
Then it's thrown in the ground, it just isn't fair.
My boy builds coffins he makes them all day
But it's not just for work and it isn't for play
He's made one for himself
One for me too
One of these days he'll make one for you.
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