Quincentuple Your Money
The Lawrence Arms Lyrics


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There's a letter at my mother's house,
Came with a floded flag.
It said Right now, I'm coming home in a body bag.

It's a pride and a pain
That are one and the same.
It's a burning cigarette,
It's a horrible dream.

There's a man in an office who's going through files
And a woman who watches TV.

And she doesn't get the jokes told by late night talk show hosts,
But for some reason she laughs anyway.

There's this soap in my bathroom, and it's all covered in hairs.
There's this hope in my brain, and it's all covered in prayers.

There's a girl in this town who doesn't know I exist.
There's a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fist.

There's 12 empty bottles on this table tonight.
There's 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyes.

And something will explode, and someone will cry.
And someone will run out and never turn around.

There's a park in this city where I used to go,
But now it's covered with fences and cops and lightposts.
And I'd never go back if anything was the same,
But it kills me to know that it's changed.

There's these kids who have dreams.
There's these dreams that will grow.
Until they get so goddamn big that they explode.

And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris
Is grownups like them and losers like me.
And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris
Is grownups like them and losers like me.

it's grownups like them and losers like me
It's grownups like them and losers like me

Yeah.
Tonight let's go walking down Clark Street
And look at the new buildings that we've never seen.
We'll stop at the bar and pass out on the floor
Tomorrow we'll forget everything





and we'll replay these days again.

Overall Meaning

The Lawrence Arms's song Quincentuple Your Money narrates the deep loneliness and melancholy of life. The lyrics portray a wide range of emotions - from the pain of losing someone in the military, the mundanity of everyday life, the hopelessness of unrequited love, to the desperation of being a loser. The letter at the mother's house that came with a folded flag indicates the loss of a soldier, it's a pride and pain that are one and the same, and it's an unhealed wound that keeps coming back in a horrible dream. The scene of a man in an office going through files and a woman watching TV is a portrayal of the dullness of life. She doesn't get the jokes told by late-night talk show hosts, but for some reason, she laughs anyway. This lyric symbolizes laugh being the best medicine for a dull life.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a letter at my mother's house,
I received a letter which came with a flag, informing me that someone I knew died in combat.


It said Right now, I'm coming home in a body bag.
The letter informed me that the person who died came home in a body bag.


It's a pride and a pain That are one and the same. It's a burning cigarette, It's a horrible dream.
The feeling of pride and pain is a continuous cycle. It's like a burning cigarette, which will disappear soon but is so overwhelming in the moment, just like a horrible dream.


There's a man in an office who's going through files And a woman who watches TV.
There's a man working while a woman relaxes at home.


And she doesn't get the jokes told by late night talk show hosts, But for some reason she laughs anyway.
Although the woman doesn’t understand the late-night talk show hosts jokes, she still laughs at them anyway.


There's this soap in my bathroom, and it's all covered in hairs. There's this hope in my brain, and it's all covered in prayers.
There's hair on the bar of soap in my bathroom. My hopes are so fragile that I treat them with care, just as I would treat a prayer.


There's a girl in this town who doesn't know I exist. There's a wounded sense of pride and a pain in my fist.
There’s a girl who doesn’t know who I am but the fact that she ignores me hurts me and makes me feel worthless.


There's 12 empty bottles on this table tonight. There's 4 lungs on fire and 4 burning eyes.
There are twelve empty bottles on the table because we were drinking heavily. Four of us are smoking and coughing, and all four of our eyes are burning.


And something will explode, and someone will cry. And someone will run out and never turn around.
Something terrible will happen, and some will cry as someone flees and never looks back.


There's a park in this city where I used to go, But now it's covered with fences and cops and lightposts. And I'd never go back if anything was the same, But it kills me to know that it's changed.
There's a park I used to visit that's now been renovated, turned into a tourist trap, and filled with security systems. Though I don't want to relive the memories of the past, the knowledge that the sanctuary I had as a child was taken away, is heart-wrenching.


There's these kids who have dreams. There's these dreams that will grow. Until they get so goddamn big that they explode.
There are kids with dreams, and these aspirations will grow until they become so significant that achieving them feels impossible.


And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris Is grownups like them and losers like me. And what's left in the smoke and the falling debris Is grownups like them and losers like me.
What's left, in the aftermath of the destruction from the broken dreams, is only grown-ups like them, who have given up, and losers like me, who never had much chance to begin with.


it's grownups like them and losers like me It's grownups like them and losers like me
It's always the same, where grownups like them become successful, and losers like me never have any opportunities in life.


Yeah. Tonight let's go walking down Clark Street And look at the new buildings that we've never seen. We'll stop at the bar and pass out on the floor Tomorrow we'll forget everything and we'll replay these days again.
Tonight, let's go on a walk, see the new buildings, and have a good time at a bar. After a night of drinking, we'll forget everything, but we'll remember these moments and have hope for better days again.




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