The YMCA Down The Street From The Clinic
The Lawrence Arms Lyrics


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You can smell the rats are dying
As the ship starts to sink
Down beneath, the poor are embraces and tears
Up against the bars, staring down their years
You told me to kiss you because we were at the end
And I said I wouldn't miss you, because baby, I'd be dead
And that's the only way, it seems, that I could get away
Otherwise, I'm nothing without you, babe

I got a bad, sick stink, and I'm bathing in the sink
At the YMCA down the street from the clinic
And there's a sad old man with a sad, saggy ass
Just crying under the electric dryer for your hands
And he's wet, and he's dying and the spiders on his nose
Seem to indicate that he's been keeping warm out in the cold
And he's a lot like me, I guess....but we're somehow not the same
They say you really die the last time anybody says your name
Oh

This sweet and sticky dream was nothing that I needed
Just demons to believe and poisons lined up to feed 'em
And the rings inside this tree are rotten deeper down
Goddamn this fucking town
It's restless and I'm drowning

I got these black rotten teeth
Cracking off in bloody beef
And I haven't seen the dentist in at least six thousand weeks
And I'm high on this TV and these whiskeys and these dreams
That I wouldn't dare to follow because I couldn't dare succeed
So I write down shitty words
So I sit in titty bars
So I text and tweet and look at nudes and beat off in the dark
Back when I was just a boy
These were okay ways to go
But baby, I got old
And somewhere I ditched my soul
Oh

This sweet and sticky dream was nothing that I needed
Just demons to believe and poisons lined up to feed 'em
And the rings inside this tree are rotten deeper down
Goddamn this fucking town
It's restless and I'm drowning

We are the lonely seeds
Adrift on burning seas




Just pour the goddamn round
And let's let these fuckers drown

Overall Meaning

The Lawrence Arms's song The YMCA Down The Street From The Clinic is a poignant and introspective take on the struggles of addiction, loneliness, and the sense of being trapped in a self-destructive cycle. The opening line "Click on the link for the world's biggest dick" sets the tone for a bleak portrayal of a world that is spiraling out of control, where even the most basic human impulses are reduced to a grotesque and meaningless spectacle. The reference to the rats dying as the ship sinks is a powerful metaphor for the sense of decay and hopelessness that permeates the lyrics.


The chorus "This sweet and sticky dream was nothing that I needed, just demons to believe and poisons lined up to feed 'em" captures the sense of disillusionment and regret that the songwriter feels about their choices in life. The imagery of the "sad old man with a sad, saggy ass just crying under the electric dryer for your hands" is particularly haunting, and serves as a reminder of the fragility of life and how easy it is to slip into despair.


The final lines "We are the lonely seeds adrift on burning seas, just pour the goddamn round and let's let these fuckers drown" offer a sense of defiance and rebellion, a refusal to be defeated by the overwhelming forces of addiction and despair. The song is a powerful reminder of the importance of empathy, compassion, and solidarity in the face of the struggles of addiction.


Line by Line Meaning

Click on the link for the world's biggest dick
There is a hypersexualized culture that glorifies the objectification of women and seeks to dominate others in a quest for power and control.


You can smell the rats are dying
All is not well in this town; something is rotten and corrupt.


As the ship starts to sink
The problems are causing the community to decline.


Down beneath, the poor are embraces and tears
Those who suffer most in this town have no escape from their struggle.


Up against the bars, staring down their years
The people in this town are trapped and held captive.


You told me to kiss you because we were at the end
A relationship in this town is coming to an end.


And I said I wouldn't miss you, because baby, I'd be dead
The relationship was toxic and emotionally draining.


And that's the only way, it seems, that I could get away
The artist had to end the relationship to escape the negativity.


Otherwise, I'm nothing without you, babe
The relationship had been all-consuming for the artist.


I got a bad, sick stink, and I'm bathing in the sink
The artist is struggling with poverty and poor living conditions.


At the YMCA down the street from the clinic
The singer is staying at a cheap, rundown hotel.


And there's a sad old man with a sad, saggy ass
The artist is surrounded by other people who are suffering and struggling.


Just crying under the electric dryer for your hands
Even basic amenities are scarce and poorly maintained.


And he's wet, and he's dying and the spiders on his nose
The other residents of the hotel are just as desperate and destitute as the singer.


Seem to indicate that he's been keeping warm out in the cold
Many of the people in this town have nowhere else to go and no options for survival.


And he's a lot like me, I guess....but we're somehow not the same
The artist recognizes a connection to the other residents but also feels a sense of isolation and despair.


They say you really die the last time anybody says your name
The artist reflects on the impermanence of existence and the fear of being forgotten.


This sweet and sticky dream was nothing that I needed
The singer is disillusioned with the false hope and empty promises of this town.


Just demons to believe and poisons lined up to feed 'em
The town is filled with vices and temptations that only lead to deeper suffering.


And the rings inside this tree are rotten deeper down
The problems of the town run deep and are difficult to root out.


Goddamn this fucking town
The artist is angry and resentful of the circumstances that brought him here.


It's restless and I'm drowning
The town continues to change and erode, and the artist cannot escape it.


We are the lonely seeds
The singer feels isolated and disconnected from the rest of the world.


Adrift on burning seas
The artist is lost and struggling amidst a sea of pain and suffering.


Just pour the goddamn round
The singer expresses a nihilistic desire to give up and succumb to the negative forces around him.


And let's let these fuckers drown
The singer is filled with anger and resentment towards those who have caused his suffering.




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travestestify

This is still one of the most lyrically amazing songs I have personally known.

Big Rudy

One of those rare, beautiful songs that can either be deep and meaningful or complete nonsense at once. Brendan is an underrated talent and wordsmith.

Daniel Alan

I love these guys. I'm really glad they're still around.

Allan Menzies

This song just hits your right in the soul.

David W

What a visceral piece of music. Every line is a tangible sensation, a clear image. It's song writing as it ought to be done

notyoursavior78

This album is fantastic! It just hit the right spot, when I got it.

kyle reinhardt

Falcon Just around the corner!!! Gather up your chaps everyone!
and this song takes me back, when I was picking up my methadone at the clinic down the street from the YMCA in Edmonton, Canada. Very powerful for me. Off that shit 1.5 years now :) and never going back., looking back. But never going back! This song is spooky, and I fucking love it!

yetfilms

@Jodi Farmer yeah, it’s definitely no easy thing, and most of us, myself included, have to make several attempts at it before finding success, so it’s good to hear you’re not beating yourself up over it. I had anxiety issues I had to deal with as well when I was getting clean, and my spiral into addiction was also set off after losing a close loved one, so I understand how tough that gets. It’s good that you’re in counseling. That can make a world of difference. I wish you the very best of luck!

Jodi Farmer

@yetfilms thank you. It didn't go well. I unfortunately relapsed and am back to 75mg per day... But it is what it is. I'm starting my taper again and at least this time I know what to expect and have the tools and support to make it a success.

The issue I had was that I realised I hadn't fully dealt with the grief of losing my daughters dad to suicide on 2018 (he was my partner for 22 years)... Once I got clean, it hit me like a truck. I am now in bereavement counselling and also counselling for my anxiety. I will get there. Its just a slight deviation from the path I had planned... But I'm not going to beat myself up about it. These things are sent to try us and it has made me even more determined.

yetfilms

@Jodi Farmer since this comment is a couple years old, I hope you had success with your detox. It can be a rough transition, but it feels great on the other side.

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