Quincentuple Your Money lyrics
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Artist: Lawrence Arms Album: Present Day Memories
Lyrics
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
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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