Jubilee Street

On Jubilee street there was a girl named Bea 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 ought to practice 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 Street 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 gotta 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 ṗractice what I preach These days I go downtown in my tie and tails I got a fetus on a leash I am alone now, I am beyond recriminations The 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