Lyrics of Don

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Thinkin' of poems of poverty
Sittin' with a tight-clenched wrist
Thinkin' how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
Hed wander with pride to sell
And keep visions to his self
Visions to his self

Wed talk of treasure and overrated games
Wed steal the milk bottles
Sneakin' through the back 'round jimmys way
What we loved most of all was sittin' 'round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone, sittin' all alone

Ponderin' times of sanctuary
He was takin' 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 hed never win
Convinced he was a sin

Wed speak of women and cheaper carryouts
Wed turn up to all the festivals, tryin' to bring down the touts
What we loved the most of all was sittin 'round the shop
While this poor boy was sittin all alone, sittin all alone

Wed talk of treasure and overrated games
Wed steal the milk bottles
Sneakin' through the back 'round jimmys way
What we loved most of all was hangin' 'round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone

He didn't find none of his own kind
(none of his own kind)
He didnt have none of his own kind
(none of his own)
You should take interest in his mind
Not spend all of his time
Wastin' all his money and his time

Thinkin' of poems of poverty
(writin' lines and drinkin' tea)
Sittin' with a tight-clenched wrist
Thinkin' how to gain authority
(how to gain authority)
Oh what a soft touch of a don
Hed wander with pride to sell
And keep visions to his self
Visions to his self

Wed talk of treasure and overrated games
Steal the milk bottles
Sneakin' through the back 'round jimmys way
What we loved most of all was hangin' 'round the shop
(hangin' 'round the shop!)
What we loved most of all was waitin' 'round the shop
(waitin' 'round the shop!)
What we loved most of all was sittin' 'round the shop
(sittin' 'round the shop!)
What we loved the most was hangin' round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone