My Dad's always there.

To open all my doors,

you have to call a Patronus

just to catch a glimpse of yours.



My mum says she loves me.

When she tucks me into bed.

How's your mummy doing in

the Mirror of Erised.



My Dad is rich.

Your Dad is dead.

My Dad is rich

and your Dad is dead.



Your Dad's on a journey

to the great beyond,

When you're duelling you

might see him come out

of someone elses wand.



You may have freed our house-elf

Put daft 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.