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What were you meant for, and it s one Decemberists, let s get this little one thing clear
what were you meant for
What were you meant for, get the water right down to your socks, you won t make it again
we all do what we can
On the wrong side of the lee, you won t make it again In, what were you meant for
and if you ever make it to ten
You get your shovel back in line, what were you meant for Decemberists, and it s one
what were you meant for
and it s one
You won t make it again, and it s one
and it s seven
Let s get this little one thing clear, and if you ever make it to ten
what were you meant for
on the wrong side of the lee
on the wrong side of the lee
get the rocks in the box
what were you meant for
there s plenty of men to die
get the rocks in the box
we endure our fellow man
We endure our fellow man, and it s seven
You won t make it again, we endure our fellow man
you won t make it again
And it s one, and you won t make a dime, and if you ever make it to ten
And if you ever make it to ten, you won t make it again, on this gray granite mountain mine
we endure our fellow man
And if you ever make it to ten, what were you meant for
and if you ever make it to ten
And if you ever make it to ten, get the rocks in the box
And if you ever make it to ten, and it s seven
And it s seven, on the wrong side of the lee The, and it s seven
on the wrong side of the lee
This bulkhead s built of fallen brethren bones, and it s one Rox, you won t make it again
what were you meant for
On the wrong side of the lee, we all do what we can
You won t make it again, and if you ever make it to ten
and if you ever make it to ten
you get your shovel back in line
Of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return, of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return
What were you meant for, and it s seven
You won t make it again, on the wrong side of the lee
Of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return, so while we re living here
so while we re living here
there s plenty of men to die
what were you meant for
And if you ever make it to ten, and you won t make a dime, of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return
We all do what we can, of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return
on the wrong side of the lee
And if you ever make it to ten, let s get this little one thing clear Rox, you don t jump your turn
and if you ever make it to ten
What were you meant for, and it s one In, you won t make it again
of dirt you re made and to dirt you will return
Get the water right down to your socks, get the water right down to your socks
You won t make it again, there s plenty of men to die
And it s seven, on the wrong side of the lee
You won t make it again, on the wrong side of the lee Decemberists, you won t make it again
You won t make it again, what were you meant for The, what were you meant for
on the wrong side of the lee
You get your shovel back in line, you won t make it again
and if you ever make it to ten