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The Dreadnoughts

Ivanhoe

We're sitting in the corner

Drinking nineteen dollar beer

Meatheads are walkin' over here

They're kickin' us out on the town

That's it, fuck the Cambie

And bouncers with tiny dicks

We're jumping on the 96

We're going to main street now!

Pints of lager overflow

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

It is the only place to go

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

Now the crew's getting shitters

And I'm lit like a Christmas tree

Order two and they bring you three

You can't put a price on your health

And the band is jumping

And the music fills the air

We're tripping right down the stairs

We're going to main street now

Pints of lager overflow

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

It is the only place to go

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

I know, the city's down on her dreams

But we'll go out with a shanty and a scream

Now the party's over

So we say our long goodbyes

Fall right out of paradise

They're kicking us out on the town

We don't look any further

When going out into the night

Robson's piss, Granville's shite

We're going to Main Street now

Pints of lager overflow

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

It is the only place to go

Way-hey, Ivanhoe!

I know this city's down on her dreams

But we'll go out with a shanty and a scream

Ivanhoe!