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Jubilee

Jubilee slouches in the settee
He's losing all will to move
He gone divvy, too much telly
He watching 24 hours of rubbish

He got butane, he's got plastic bags
His eyes are going square (oh yeah)
He no raver, just anti-social
He's not going to cut his hair

He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not mean enough)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not keen on being like anyone else)

Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker
Thinks his son's a slob (he hates his son)
Should get out more, stop scabbing
He really should go and get a job

He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not mean enough)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him where to go (but he just don't get out enough)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him talk to girls (but he's just too spotty)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not keen on being like anyone else)

So he just plays on his computer games

He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not mean enough)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him where to go (but he just don't get out enough)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him talk to girls (but he's just too spotty)
He dresses incorrectly no-one told him 17 (he not keen on being like anyone else)
He's not being like anyone
Jubilee's not like anyone else

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