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You wouldn't know itBut I got what I deservedNow I'm heading to Steeltown Before I lose my nerveAnd we'll find a big old houseWith too many floors And ghosts for every story that we've never told beforeYeah, ghosts for every story that we've never told beforeVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayWe're running out of moneyBut we've got the month of MayI hold tight to memoriesOf Spencer Smith ParkA bleary eyed epiphanyOf a ten-year-old sparkAnd you're got your Mom's old recordsAnd they're playing to your fears'Cause you know we'll still be crazyAfter all these yearsSongtexteYeah we'll still be crazyAfter all these yearsVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayWe're running out of hope But we've got the month of MayThat little pint of sadnessI still can't drink awayAnd we're fresh out of fireworksAnd it's raining anywayAnd there's bats in all the cherry treesThe piano's out of tuneBut we've still got each other under a solitary moonYeah, we've still got each other under a solitary moonVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayVictoria DayWe're running out of timeBut we've got the month of May Aus Songtexte Mania