On Jubilee Street
there was a girl
named Bee
She had a history
But she has 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 sixty pound chain
And I’m pushing
my wheel of love
up to the streets
I look at them 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 practice
what I preach
These days
I go downtown
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