The Doon from the DG
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon on the scene
Like a fiend, he so mean
The Doon by the way
Every day, every day
The Doon owns the street
Move your feet or you're meat
The Doon runs the town
And never lets you down
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon from the DG
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon on the town
Look around, get down
The Doon in the house
He's a prince, he's a louse
The Doon in the slammer
Can't hold this mamma jamma
The Doon with a bat
Who's the rat, who's the rat
Holding court with angels and demons
Dreamin' plottin' and schemin'
An empire across the provinces
Professionals only, no novices
Party powder who do you thank
The rich man who won't use a bank
So where does he keep all his money?
Well ain't that the real question honey?
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The Doon from the DG
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon on the scene
Like a fiend, he so mean
The Doon by the way
Every day, every day
The Doon owns the street
Move your feet or you're meat
The Doon runs the town
And never lets you down
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon from the DG
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon on the town
Look around, get down
The Doon in the house
He's a prince, he's a louse
The Doon in the slammer
Can't hold this mamma jamma
The Doon with a bat
Who's the rat, who's the rat
Holding court with angels and demons
Dreamin' plottin' and schemin'
An empire across the provinces
Professionals only, no novices
Party powder who do you thank
The rich man who won't use a bank
So where does he keep all his money?
Well ain't that the real question honey?
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon on the scene
Like a fiend, he so mean
The Doon by the way
Every day, every day
The Doon owns the street
Move your feet or you're meat
The Doon runs the town
And never lets you down
The Doon work below the track
Ain't make it to his heart attack
Where he went there's no going slack
Never is he coming back
The Doon from the DG
Never one to take a plea
The king was really he, see
The Doon from the DG
The Doon on the town
Look around, get down
The Doon in the house
He's a prince, he's a louse
The Doon in the slammer
Can't hold this mamma jamma
The Doon with a bat
Who's the rat, who's the rat
Holding court with angels and demons
Dreamin' plottin' and schemin'
An empire across the provinces
Professionals only, no novices
Party powder who do you thank
The rich man who won't use a bank
So where does he keep all his money?
Well ain't that the real question honey?
Writer: John Jordan
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