Blue Money
Sons Of The Desert Lyrics


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Julie was a girl of modest means

Used to a high school beauty queen

Wound up on the wrong end of a dream

And said never again
Started livin' life for the bottom line

Married her a man well past his prime

Forty million dollars and not much time now

She's payin' for the perfect crime on


Blue, blue money

When the devil gets your soul

All that's left is a heartache made of gold


He bought her a house in the Hollywood hills

There were parties and the room was filled with

Stars fallin' from the usual thrills

It was fun for awhile

But there's a prison in paradise

They never tell you when they throw the rice

That pretty mirrors don't look so nice

When you're standing on the desperate side of


Blue, blue money

When the devil gets your soul

All that's left is a heartache made of gold


It's a Saturday night again

The same faces come tricklin' in

She's got a lover but he ain't no friend

He's just someone to hold

She feels alone and she steps outside

Stares out at the valley lights

Pours a drink and she starts to cry

She's got it all and she can't get by on


Blue, blue money

When the devil gets your soul





All that's left is a heartache made of gold

Overall Meaning

Sons Of The Desert's "Blue Money" is a song about the pitfalls of wealth and materialism. The story focuses on a woman named Julie who, after coming from a background of not having enough, is now married to a man who is well past his prime and who has left her with a fortune of forty million dollars. She leads an extravagant lifestyle, attending parties and living in a luxurious house in the Hollywood Hills. Yet, despite her material possessions, she feels empty inside and eventually spirals into depression.


As the song progresses, the listener can see the effects of wealth on Julie's life. There is a prison-like quality to her life in which she is trapped within her own possessions. The superficiality of her life begins to catch up with her, and she finds herself in a situation where she has everything and yet is still unhappy. She realizes that all the money in the world cannot buy happiness and that she is alone.


The song ultimately shows that "blue money" is a curse rather than a blessing. The pleasant life Julie thought she would have with wealth turned out to be unfulfilling and empty. She instead has a heartache made of gold as she realizes the hollowness of her life.


Line by Line Meaning

Julie was a girl of modest means
Julie came from humble beginnings


Used to a high school beauty queen
She was once a popular beauty queen in high school


Wound up on the wrong end of a dream
Her aspirations didn't turn out the way she hoped


And said never again
She vowed to never experience disappointment again


Started livin' life for the bottom line
She began prioritizing money above everything else


Married her a man well past his prime
She wed a significantly older, wealthy man


Forty million dollars and not much time now
Her husband has a lot of money but is running out of time


She's payin' for the perfect crime on
She's suffering the consequences of her calculated actions


Blue, blue money
Money can bring a lot of problems and heartache


When the devil gets your soul
When you make a deal with the devil, you can lose your sense of morality


All that's left is a heartache made of gold
The result can be emotional pain that's worth a fortune


He bought her a house in the Hollywood hills
He provided her with a luxurious home located in a sought-after area


There were parties and the room was filled with
Their home was the site of lavish gatherings


Stars fallin' from the usual thrills
Famous people attended the parties and added to the excitement


It was fun for awhile
They enjoyed the lifestyle for a time


But there's a prison in paradise
Living in luxury can come with its own set of problems


They never tell you when they throw the rice
People don't usually talk about the negative aspects of wealth and status


That pretty mirrors don't look so nice
Appearances can be deceiving


When you're standing on the desperate side of
When you are on the brink of despair


It's a Saturday night again
It's another weekend evening


The same faces come tricklin' in
The same people show up to their parties


She's got a lover but he ain't no friend
She has a partner who doesn't truly care about her


He's just someone to hold
He's there for her physically but not emotionally


She feels alone and she steps outside
She experiences loneliness and goes outside to be alone


Stares out at the valley lights
She gazes into the bright lights of the city


Pours a drink and she starts to cry
She turns to alcohol to cope and begins to cry


She's got it all and she can't get by on
Despite having everything, she is still unhappy




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Written by: Greg Barnhill, Jim Daddario

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