You wave at the sky with wide lovely eyes. Waves and waves of love good-bye. And through the garden with your secret key. Down the tunnel that leads to the sea.
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. And I am too scared.
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. I am too scared, I'm too scared to even walk on past.