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 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 pondering times of sanctuary he was sitting taking his piano lessons we were on half an e invested life in medicine which isnt 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 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 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 sitting at the shop while this poor boy was sitting all alone 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 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 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 hanging round the shop while this young boy was sitting all alone sittin' all a we'd talk of treasures and over rated games steal the milk bottles sneaking through the back round jimmy's way what we loved most of all was hanging round the shop what we loved most of all was waitin' round the shop what we loved most of all was sittin' round the shop what we loved most of all was hanging round the shop while this young boy was sittin' all alone