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The Don
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The Don was released on January 22, 2007 by 1965 Records as a part of the album Hats Off to the Buskers
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Release DateJanuary 22, 2007
Label1965 Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM117

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The View
The View
Performer
Kieren Webster
Kieren Webster
Bass Guitar, Vocals, Acoustic Bass Guitar
Kyle Falconer
Kyle Falconer
Vocals, Guitar
Pete Reilly
Pete Reilly
Guitar
Steven Morrison
Steven Morrison
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kieren Webster
Kieren Webster
Composer, Lyrics
Kyle Falconer
Kyle Falconer
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Owen Morris
Owen Morris
Producer
Devin Workman
Devin Workman
Engineer
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Jim Keller
Jim Keller
Assistant Engineer, Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Thinkin' of poems of poverty
Sittin' with a tight clenched wrist
Thinkin' 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
[Verse 2]
We'd talk of treasure and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneakin'
Through the back round Jimmy's Way
What we loved most of all was sittin' round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone
Sittin' all alone (don't do that)
[Verse 3]
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
There's so much shit goin' on
Convinced he'd never win
Convinced he was a sin
[Verse 4]
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals tryna bring down the touts
What we love the most of all was sittin' round the shop
While this poor boy was sittin' all alone
Sittin' all ah
[Verse 5]
We'd talk of treasure and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles, sneakin'
Through the back round Jimmy's Way
What we loved most of all was hangin' round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone
[Verse 6]
He didn't find out on his own kind
He did not 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
[Verse 7]
Thinkin' of poems of poverty
Sittin' with a tight clenched wrist
Thinkin' 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
[Verse 8]
We'd talk of treasure and overrated games
Steal the milk bottles, sneakin'
Through the back round Jimmy's Way
What we loved most of all was hangin' round the shop
While this young boy was sittin' all alone
Sittin' all ah
[Verse 9]
We'd talk of treasure and overrated games
Steal the milk bottles, sneakin'
Through the back round Jimmy's Way
What we loved most of all was hangin' round the shop
What we loved most of all was waitin' on the shop
What we loved most of all was sittin' round the shop
What we loved most of all was hangin' round the shop
Where this young boy sittin' all alone
Written by: Kieren Webster, Kyle Falconer
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