Jubilee Street
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Lyrics

On Jubilee Street there was a girl named Bee
Jubilee Street was home to a young lady called Bee

She had a history, but she had no past
Bee's life had significant moments, but she did not dwell on her past

When they shut her down the Russians moved in
After her exit from Jubilee Street, Russians took ownership of the space.

I am too scared, I'm too scared to even walk on past
Even though the artist walks past the street, they are afraid to look into it

She used to say
Bee had a habit of saying

All those good people down on Jubilee Street
People living in Jubilee Street

They ought to practice what they preach
They should practice what they advocate

Here they are to practice just what they preach
They are in the right place to apply what they preach

Those good people on Jubilee Street
Good people that reside in Jubilee Street

And here I come up the hill
The artist walks up the hill leading to Jubilee Street

I'm pushing my wheel of love
The singer brings along their passion and desire

I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain
The artist's excitement is mixed with a tiny bit of discomfort

And a ten ton catastrophe on a sixty pound chain
The singer has a significant setback that is weighing them down

And I'm pushing my wheel of love on Jubilee Street
The singer tries to share their passion in Jubilee Street

Ah look at me now
The singer reflects on themselves

The problem was she had a little black book
A dilemma arose where Bee had a collection of secrets about others

And my name was written on every page
The artist was found on every page of Bee's little black book

Well a girl's gotta make ends meet
Bee is just trying to make a living

Even down Jubilee Street
Even in Jubilee Street, where life is hard

I was out of place and time, and over the hill, and out of my mind
The artist was struggling with their place in the world

On Jubilee Street
In Jubilee Street, things are not always as they seem

I ought to practice what I preach
The artist recognizes they should follow their own advice

These days I go downtown in my tie and tails
The singer now dresses formally when going downtown

I got a fetus on a leash
The artist carries a fetus or a metaphor for something precious but difficult to hold

I am alone now, I am beyond recriminations
The singer is now alone and has forgiven themselves

Curtains are shut, the furniture is gone
The singer's environment has changed

I'm transforming, I'm vibrating, I'm glowing
The singer feels a sense of renewal, and transcendence

I'm flying, look at me now
The artist has achieved a sense of freedom and limitless potential