Song | Jubilee Street |
Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
Album | Monitor This! |
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 | |
Now 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 | |
Here they are to practice just what they preach | |
Those good people on Jubilee Street | |
And here I come up the hill | |
I’m pushing my own wheel of love | |
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain | |
And a ten ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain | |
And I’m pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Streets | |
Ah, 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 | |
Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone | |
I’m transforming, I’m vibrating, I’m glowing | |
I’m flying, look at me now | |
I’m flying, look at me now |
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 | |
Now 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 | |
Here they are to practice just what they preach | |
Those good people on Jubilee Street | |
And here I come up the hill | |
I' m pushing my own wheel of love | |
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain | |
And a ten ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain | |
And I' m pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Streets | |
Ah, 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 | |
Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone | |
I' m transforming, I' m vibrating, I' m glowing | |
I' m flying, look at me now | |
I' m flying, look at me now |