Songtext von Victoria

Newly weds, nearly deads Seas of green skies of lead Constant rain on my head Stately homes for the rich Bowling green, cricket pitch Victoria, what a bitch Victoria I was born in a place Where the cops spray their mace On the kids at the gigs And they act just like pigs Beat 'em up, knock 'em down Victoria what a town Victoria Land of hope and gloria Stuck in old victoria Guaranteed to bore ya Sentenced to victoria Gordon head to james bay Yuppies flock to this place Victoria, what a waste From Oak Bay to the Gorge All the geeks at the forge Victoria, what a bore Victoria