Letra de Jubilee Road - Tom Odell

It's a late Friday night 

The street lamps are shining 

Up in my bedroom 

There's a mighty big fight 

Between the thunder and lightning 

Wonder who will lose 

I see a party balloon 

And I ain't been invited 

Hey, look at that moon 

There ain't nothing like it 

All grey and gold 

Down on Jubilee Road 

Can see Mr. Bouvier 

In his two-bedroom basement 

In his purple dungarees 

He's grumpy and he's grey 

Always sweeping off the pavement 

Cigarettes and leaves 

His kid's up in China 

His wife's up in heaven 

Always I wave 

'Cause he's got this expression 

That he's so alone 

Down on Jubilee Road 

Oh, I think tomorrow night 

I will knock on his door and hear all about his life 

'Cause I think that's the kind of thing that I might like 

When I'm old 

When I'm old 

There's Max and there's Maude 

In the house by the station 

Call them my best friends 

He drinks like a horse 

She don't appreciate it 

All this money he seems to spend 

I can hear them tonight 

He can't find no vocation 

The neighbours they sigh 

At that new generation 

Just getting stoned 

Down on Jubilee Road 

Oh, I think in the summertime 

I will call you up, make everything alright 

And we'll fill up our cups with that bitter wine 

And I'll show you 

I'll show you 

The mice are still here 

Your wardrobe's still empty 

And the walls are still paper thin 

And the neighbours, my dear 

I think they still hate me 

For all these songs I endlessly sing 

'Cause it ain't no perfect street 

I ain't no perfect lover 

Life it is brief 

I don't think we get no other 

Come back home 

Down on Jubilee Road 

Down on Jubilee Road 

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