Jubilee - Live

Lyrics for Jubilee - Live

Jubilee slouches in his settee He's losing all will to move He got dippy, too much telly He watching 24 hours of rubbish He got butane, he got plastic bags His eyes are going square, oh, yeah He's no raver, just anti-social He not going to cut his hair He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He not mean enough He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He not keen on being like Anyone else Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker Thinks his son's a slob Should get out more, stop scabbing He really should go and get a job He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He's not mean enough He dresses incorrectly No one told him (where to go) He just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly No one told him (talk to girl) He's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He not keen on being like Anyone else So he plays on his computer game He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He's not mean enough He dresses incorrectly No one told him (where to go) He just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly No one told him (talk to girls) He's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He's not keen on being like anyone He's not being like anyone Jubilee is not like Anyone else