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