[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]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Refrain]
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
[Verse 3]
We'd turn up to all the festivals, trying to bring down the touts
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop, while this young boy was sittin' all alone
Sittin' all alone
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 4]
He couldn't find none of his own kind, he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind, not spend all of his time wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking 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]
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
[Outro]
What we loved most of all was hanging round the shop
What we loved most was sitting round the shop
What we loved most was standing at the Dryburgh shop
What we loved the most was hanging round the shop while he was all alone
The Don was written by Kyle Falconer & Kieren Webster.
The Don was produced by Owen Morris & Kyle Falconer & Kieren Webster.