Jubilee Street (Tribute in the Style of Nick Cave & the Bads Seeds)

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