Spending a most unusual night in Prague with a one-eyed dog
And a cat controlled by evil spirits - It scared us all to death
Viktor was such a friendly monster, he knew Gorilla ruled
Mouthguard from Brisbane, nice to meet you
I hope you liked your tour
Someday, I've got to awake
And all that remains is the pictures I take, inside
I'll grow old with these memories
Someday it all goes away
If nobody's out there, I don't wanna play, I know
I'll grow old with these memories from the underground
Teaching a most unusual crowd how punk rock's being done
Squat types, hell's angels and immigrants, plus Lisa and her dog
C.S.O.A. means social center, and crusties smell like hell
No vegan food, we want some pizza
And we've learnt our lesson well
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Spending a most unusual night in Prague with a one-eyed dog
And a cat controlled by evil spirits - It scared us all to death
Viktor was such a friendly monster, he knew Gorilla ruled
Mouthguard from Brisbane, nice to meet you
I hope you liked your tour
Someday, I've got to awake
And all that remains is the pictures I take, inside
I'll grow old with these memories
Someday it all goes away
If nobody's out there, I don't wanna play, I know
I'll grow old with these memories from the underground
Teaching a most unusual crowd how punk rock's being done
Squat types, hell's angels and immigrants, plus Lisa and her dog
C.S.O.A. means social center, and crusties smell like hell
No vegan food, we want some pizza
And we've learnt our lesson well
And a cat controlled by evil spirits - It scared us all to death
Viktor was such a friendly monster, he knew Gorilla ruled
Mouthguard from Brisbane, nice to meet you
I hope you liked your tour
Someday, I've got to awake
And all that remains is the pictures I take, inside
I'll grow old with these memories
Someday it all goes away
If nobody's out there, I don't wanna play, I know
I'll grow old with these memories from the underground
Teaching a most unusual crowd how punk rock's being done
Squat types, hell's angels and immigrants, plus Lisa and her dog
C.S.O.A. means social center, and crusties smell like hell
No vegan food, we want some pizza
And we've learnt our lesson well