The Rise and Fall of Don Simon

Well he's a rebel yeah no doubt
Has no fear of selling out
A Young boy that saw his dream come true

Selling liquor to the kids
Like an old son of a bitch
No regrets from an old dirty man

Now he was longing for some more
Making money from the poor
Now some say this man has no class

Well you can't feel no shame
If you don't take the blame
It was the rise and fall of Don Simon

Don Simon, Don Simon
He sure was a bastard
A heart made of stone
Don Simon, Don Simon, Don Simon

Now Don Simon has been a family run business for over 50 years
Well if you're ever stuck at a kids birthday party
Or a Bar Mitzvah
Just call on Don Simon
He'll give you the Don Simon promise!

Now a man made of lies
Bought his fame for a price
But you can't put a price on love

Now his second ex-wife
Took Don Simon's Life
It was the rise and fall of Don Simon

Don Simon, Don Simon
He sure was a bastard
A heart made of stone
Don Simon, Don Simon, Don Simon

Don Simon, Don Simon
He sure was a bastard
A heart made of stone
Don Simon, Don Simon, Don Simon



Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Dean, Wouter Swaalf
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