Letra de Jubilee (Live in Hyde Park, London 3/7/09)
Jubilee slouches in his settee He's losing all will to move He got dippy, too much telly He watching 24 hours of rubbishHe 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 hairHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He not mean enoughHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) Jubilee is not like anyone elseJubilee's dad, Billy Banker Thinks his son's a slob Should get out more, stop scabbing He really should go and get a jobHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He's not mean enoughHe dresses incorrectly No one told him where to go But he just don't get out enoughHe dresses incorrectly No one told him talk to girls But he's just too spottyHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) Jubilee is not like anyone elseHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) He's not mean enoughHe dresses incorrectly No one told him where to go But he just don't get out enoughHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) But he's just too spottyHe dresses incorrectly No one told him (seventeen) Jubilee is not like anyone He's not being like anyone Jubilee is not like anyone else