We're heading off to Europe for another fucking tour

Jacko in Scottland, can't understand a fucking word

No money in our pockets playing for the English punx

Drinking at the pubs for the records that we sold

One week of shows cancelled, with no money in London

If you think were headed home, you got it all wrong



No turning back- no turning back

No turning back- no turning back



Take the fucking ferry to France, off we go

No Ecuasorians allowed, border control with machine guns

Hiding in the trunk, border line has to be crossed

Riot in Parris, gassing all the fucking punx

Broken down in the mountains, what else can go wrong

Playing the French Alps, chopping wood to keep us warm

Getting paid with wine and bread, freezing in the cold

If you think were heading home, you got it all fucking wrong



Down in Italy, pasta punx made us feel at home

Up in Belgium Dirk took care of us four drunk punx

Livng in the car, playing show after show

Driving through Switzerland, I made trouble for us all

No visa, through the woods, cross the border, hide the punx

5 a.m. show, drunk punx sung all night long

Getting paid with chocolate, freezing in the cold

If you think were headed home,you got it all wrong



Up in fucking Holland, hanging with Antidote

Smoking legal grass, Ellen got us all drunk

Shows in Germany, chaos punx are all drunk

Streetpunx all over, Oxymorons at the shows

Drinking fucking beers, more probles come along

Riot police outside arresting all the punx

Getting paid with beer and bread, freezing in the cold

If you think were headed home, you got it all wrong



Touring Europe D.I.Y. freezing in the cold

If you think were headed home, you got it fucking wrong!