My Boy Builds Coffins Lyrics - Lungs - Florence And The Machine

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 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 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 it's a blessing 

Some say it's 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 every one 

With love and with care 

Then it's 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