The Don

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kyle Falconer] Thinking of poems of poverty Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority Oh what a soft touch of a boy He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self Visions to his self [Chorus: Kyle Falconer] We'd talk of treasures and over-rated games We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back, 'round Jimmy's way What we loved most of all, was sitting round the shop while this poor boy was sitting all alone Sitting all alone (Talk to ya') [Verse 2: Kyle Falconer] Pondering times of sanctuary He was sitting taking his piano lessons, we were on half an E Invested life in medicine, which isn't the wisest way to go Had so much shit going on, convinced he'd never win Convinced he was a sin We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts-s-s We'd turn up to all the festivals, tryna bring down the touts [Pre-Chrous: Kyle Falconer] What we love the most of all, was sittin' at the shop While this young boy was sittin' all alone Sittin' all alone [Chorus: Kyle Falconer] We'd talk of treasures and overrated games We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back, 'round Jimmy's way What we loved most of all, was hanging round the shop, while this poor boy was sitting all alone Sittin' all alone [Bridge: Kyle Falconer & Kieren Webster] He couldn't find none of his own kind (None of his own kind) He didn't have none of his own kind (None of his kind) You should take interest in his mind Not spend all of his time, wastin' all his money and his time [Verse 3: Kyle Falconer & Kieren Webster] Thinking of poems of poverty (Write two lines of milk and tea) Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority (How to gain authority) Oh what a soft touch of a don He'd wander with pride to sell and keep visions to his self Visions to his self [Chorus: Kyle Falconer] We'd talk of treasures and overrated games We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back, 'round Jimmy's way What we loved most of all, was hanging 'round the shop While this young boy was sitting all alone Sittin' all alo— We'd talk of treasures and overrated ga-a-a-ames We'd steal the milk bottles, sneaking through the back, 'round Jimmy's way [Outro: Kyle Falconer & Kieren Webster] What we loved most of all, was hanging 'round the shop (Hangin' 'round the shop) What we loved most of all was waiting on the shop (Waiting on the shop) What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop (Sittin' 'round the shop) What we loved most of all was hangin' 'round the shop while this young boy was sitting all alone