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