[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

[Verse 2: 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
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]
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 with a [?], sittin' on and on