My boy builds coffins Florence and the machine
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My boy builds a
coffins with e
hammers and nailsHe 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 have all knocked on his door
Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves
They all come to him 'cause he's so eager to please
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My boy builds a
coffins he e
makes them all dayBut it's
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not just for a
work and ite
isn't for playHe's made
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one for a
himselfe
One for me tooC
One of these a
days he'll e
make oneC
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ouFor 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 ones been made, he can't see it again
He crafts everyone with love and with care
Then its thrown in the ground and 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
And one of these days he'll make one
For you
For you
For you
For you
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