Paroles de Rox In The Box

Get the rocks in the box Get the water right down to your socks This bullpen's built to fallen brother and bone We all do what we can We endure our fellow man And we sing our song to the head frame's vixen moan And it's one, two, three On the wrong side of the lee What were you meant for? What were you meant for? And it's seven, eight, nine You get your shuffle back in line And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again! And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again! And you won't make a dime On this gray-grounded mountain mine Of dirt you're made and to dirt you will return! So while we're living here Let's get this little one thing clear There's plenty of men that die, you don't drop your toe! And it's one, two, three On the wrong side of the lee What were you meant for? What were you meant for? And it's seven, eight, nine You get your shuffle back in line And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again! And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again! And it's one, two, three On the wrong side of the lee What were you meant for? What were you meant for? And it's seven, eight, nine You get your shuffle back in line And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again! And if you ever make it to ten you won't make it again!