Jubilee Street

On Jubilee Street

There was a girl named Bee

She had a history

But she had no past

When they shut her down

The Russians moved in

I’m too scared, I’m too scared

To even walk on past

She used to say

All those good people

Down on Jubilee Street

They ought to practice what they preach

Those good people

On Jubilee Street

And here I come up the hill

I’m pushing my wheel of love

I got love in my tummy

And a tiny little pain

And a ten ton catastrophe

On a sixty pound chain

And I’m pushing

My wheel of love up Jubilee Street

Oh look at me now

The problem was

She had a little black book

And my name was written on every page

Well a girl’s got to make ends meet

Even down on Jubilee Street

I was out of place and time

And over the hill

And out of my mind

On Jubilee Street

I ought to practice what I preach

These days I go down town

In my tie and tails

I got a foetus on a leash

I am alone now

I am beyond recriminations

The curtains are shut

The furniture has gone

I am transforming

I am vibrating

I am glowing

I am flying

Look at me now