Lovely Money
The Damned Lyrics


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They come to see the dungeons here
The tourists flock from far and near
They do the tower and try the beer

The picking pockets cost your life
And every jury has a price
They bring the kids and show the wife
It makes them proud to be around
And take their summer piccies
To drink at night in Soho bars
And end up feeling sickie
And we're all making money
Lovely money

Rubber necks with cash to burn
Export criminals return
They keep on coming, never learn

They fill their diaries page by page
And make it sound so thrilling
They're searching for the real thing
They're flushed and they are willing
And we're all making money
Lovely money

The victors of the opium wars
Now take their trips and open doors
They stand upon the actual floors
Actual floors, actual floors

It makes them proud to be around
And take their summer piccies
To drink at night in Soho bars
And end up feeling sickie

More money, more money
More money, more money

Now off you go, away you fly
We've had your money now goodbye
We fleeced you good we bled you dry




Goodbye goodbye
(repeat to fade)

Overall Meaning

The Damned's "Lovely Money" is a song about the negative impacts of tourism in London. It paints a picture of tourists flocking to the city to explore its darker side, including the Tower of London and Soho bars. The opening lines of "They come to see the dungeons here/The tourists flock from far and near/They do the tower and try the beer" set the ironic tone for the song, highlighting that the same city which offers so much history and entertainment for tourists is also dangerous, with pickpockets lurking around every corner.


The lyrics go on to describe how every jury has a price, hinting at the corruption among the justice system, and how tourists are eager to take pictures of everything they experience, feeling proud to have visited such places of historical significance. The chorus emphasizes the central theme of the song, which is the profit that tourism creates. The lyrics highlight how everyone is making money from the tourists, from those who pickpocket to those who own Soho bars.


The final lines of the song "Now off you go, away you fly/We've had your money now goodbye/We fleeced you good we bled you dry/Goodbye goodbye" capture the irony and frustration felt by locals towards tourists. Despite enjoying the benefits of tourism, locals also feel that tourists take advantage of the city and its residents, leaving them dry after extracting as much money as possible.


Line by Line Meaning

They come to see the dungeons here
Tourists come to see the dungeons here


The tourists flock from far and near
Tourists come from far and near


They do the tower and try the beer
They visit the tower and try the beer


The picking pockets cost your life
Pickpockets cost you your life


And every jury has a price
Every jury can be bought


They bring the kids and show the wife
They bring their kids and spouse to show them around


It makes them proud to be around
They feel proud to be around


And take their summer piccies
And take photos during summer


To drink at night in Soho bars
To drink at night in Soho bars


And end up feeling sickie
And end up feeling sick


And we're all making money
Everyone is making money


Lovely money
Money is great


Rubber necks with cash to burn
Curious people with a lot of money


Export criminals return
Criminals return from abroad


They keep on coming, never learn
They keep coming and never learn


They fill their diaries page by page
They fill their diaries with experiences


And make it sound so thrilling
And exaggerate it to sound thrilling


They're searching for the real thing
They're searching for authenticity


They're flushed and they are willing
They're excited and eager


The victors of the opium wars
The winners of the opium wars


Now take their trips and open doors
Now travel abroad and have opportunities


They stand upon the actual floors
They stand on the real floors


Actual floors, actual floors
Real floors, real floors


More money, more money
More money is desired


Now off you go, away you fly
Now you leave and fly away


We've had your money now goodbye
We've taken your money so goodbye


We fleeced you good we bled you dry
We tricked you and took all your money


Goodbye goodbye
Goodbye




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