And with that kind of money,
that the problem wouldn't
But when his only son died at age 21,
and I'll sing the refrain
Of a junkie with a great big trust fund
Please don't cut me off now
I know I said this last time
But this is the last time
I swear I'll get clean somehow
I didn't come to cause a row
If you love me, Mo m and Dad,
It all started for young Artie,
With an eight ball of MDMA
And in a matter of weeks,
he was peeling the cheeks
And writing a check every day
But he never felt no pain
on crystal meth and cocaine
An d whatever else he could get
And with a negative balance,
Till begging his way out of debt
Please don't cut me off now
I know I said this last time
But this is the last time
I swear I'll get clean somehow
I didn't come to cause a row
For the hundred and fiftieth time
but you're now twenty -one
And all you've shown me is contempt
an d was killed that same day
In his very first robbery attempt
Arthur Jr. was buried in the big cemetery
Neat the finest headstone ever bought
From his very first breath
Till the day of his death
Why should I even bother?
There's no need for me to explain
It's the trust fund junkie's refrain
please don't cut me off now
I know I said this last time,
I swear I'll get clean somehow
I didn't come to cause a row
If you love me, Mo m and Dad,
If you love me, Mom and Dad,
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