My dad's always there,
To open all my doors
You have to call a patronus,
Just to catch a glimpse of yours
My mom says she loves me,
When she tucks me into bed,
How's your mommy doing in the Mirror of Erised?

My dad is rich
And your dad is dead
My dad is rich and your dad is dead

Your dad's on his journey,
To the great beyond
When you're dueling you might see him come out of someone else's wand
You may have freed our house-elf,
And brought doubt to our family name,
But your parents still got toasted by a big green glowing flame

My dad is rich
And your dad is dead
My dad is rich and your dad is dead

My dad is rich
And your dad is dead
My dad is rich and your dad is dead