Trust Funds - Michael Aldag

Trust Funds LRC歌词

作词 : Michael Aldag
作曲 : Michael Aldag
I’ve got a lover,

She lives in the suburbs,

Eats trust funds for supper,

Got a Range for her birthday,

And a beema (BMW),

Seen them on insta,

Had to laugh at the picture,

‘Cause she cant even drive yet,

She’s got a brother,

He took a gap-year,

To Papua New Guinea,

Says he’s found himself spiritually,

I’d like to slap him,

Just to see what happens,

I’m not gonna chance it,

He’s paying all my uni fees,

As for the father,

He’s never home much,

Wife’s on her lonesome,

Cozy with the tennis coach,

But the cash papers the cracks,

And I don’t like to ask,

No I don’t like to get involved,

I’ve got a lover,

Not much in common,

She talks about nothing,

She’s driving me around the bend,

“Listen darling, I’m so not bothered,

Which dress you’re gonna wear to town this weekend”,

When I call her up at night,

All of her problems I cant relate to,

And I get to thinking “Well why the hell am I with you?”,

Then I think of all my friends out stacking shelves and I realise,

“Oh yeah, no one pays as well as you do.”

Then I fall back in love with you,

And the emptiness inside subsides,

As we pull up to your gated residential,

And you’re inviting me inside,

And you ask me what I’d like to do and I say,

“Darling I don’t mind”,

And you ask me what I’d like for supper and I say,

“Trust funds will be just fine.”