Sheila - Lyrics - Jamie T

Sheila goes out with her mate Stella, It gets poured all over her fella, 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better, Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out (Oh when my love, my darling, You've left me here alone. I'll walk the streets of London Which once seemed all our own. The vast suburban churches, Together we have found: The ones which smelt of gaslight, The ones in incense drown'd) Her lingo went from the cockney to the *** Any time she sing a song, The other girls sing along. And tell all the fellas that the lady is single. A fickle way to tickle, On my young mans ting. She's up for doing what she like, Any day more like the night. She drowned drunk sorrows. That she stole, bought, borrowed She didn't like fights, But at the same time understood that Fellas will be fellas till the end of time. (Good heavens you boys, blue-blooded *** of the English tongue.) Jack had a gang That he called "The Many Grams", He was known as smack Jack the Cracker Man In life he was dealt some *** hands But the boys got the back now And Jay went the same way As Mickey and Dan Dependent mans upon the heroins And man Lisa had a baby with Sam, And now Jack on his own man, Well done Jack, glug down that cider Your right she's a *** And you never *** liked her Not like what he stopped so shocked 'Cause it turns out the last dance Killed the pied piper Tough little big man friends With your daughters Only cos they drive him To pick up all his quarters Crawler, lager lout brawlers Fall to the floor think they're free But they aint near the border Too young gunned down by your hell fire corner Always did a favour, But never took a order, Behave young scally wag, A fine young galahad Glad ragged up but only ever getting *** hags, Hung on his shoulder, cheap price shop tag Slag better understand He came for the glamour But this town's original Superficial the issue For one dear Jack, there 35 doppelgangers Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out So this a short story 'bout the girl Georgina Never seen a worse, clean young mess Under stress at best, but she pleased to see ya With love, god bless, we lay her body to rest Now it all dear started with daddys alcoholic Light weights chinking down, numbing his brain, And the doctor said He couldn't get the heart dear started Now beat up, drugged up She feeling the strain She says in a rut What the *** I spose to do Suck it up start stop keep running through, True but you try aint easy to do, She been buckle belt beaten From the back like a brat Dunno where she goin But she know where she at, So Georgy its time to chain react, But the truth is you know She probably fought back, Tears stream down her face, She screamed away When I fall, no one catch me Alone lonely, I'll overdose slowly Get scared, I'll scream and shout But you know it won't matter She'll be passing out I say giggidibiggidiup just another day Another sad story, that's tragedy Paramedic announced death at 10:30 Rip it up kick it to spit up the views Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella 'Cause she's says, man he ain't no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us heard her coming I guess the carpet weren't rolled out