Sheila - Jamie T

Shiela goes out with her mate stella,

its gets poured all over her fella

cos she says he aint no better than

than the next man kicking up fuss

drunk she stumbles down by the river

screams calling london, (london)

none of us heard her coming,

i guess the carpet wernt rolled out

poetry insert:

[Oh when my love, my darling,

You 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

Her lingo went from the cockney to the gringo

Any time she sing a song the other girls sing along

And tell all the fellas that the lady is single

Fickle way to tickle on my young man

She up for doing what she likes

Any day more like the night

She drowned drunk sorrows that she stole bought borrowed

She didnt like fags but at the same time understood

Fellas will be fellas til the end of time

(good heavens you boys, blue blooded murder of the english tongue)

Blut!

(Jeej explains it wisely in the comments)

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 shit hands

but the boys got the back now

And jay went the same way as mickey and dan

A pen to mans upon the arrow wans

And man lisa had a baby with sam,

and now jack on his own man,

Well done Jack glug down that cider

You’re right shes a slut and you never f**king liked her

Not like what he stopped so shocked

Coz it turns out the last laugh dance killed the pied piper

Tough little big man friends with your daughters

Only coz they drive him to pick up on his quarters

brawler, lager lout rawlers

Fall to the floor think they

but they aint near the border

Too young gunned now by your hell fire corner

Always did a favour, but never took an order

Behave young scallywag a fine young Galahad

Glad-ragged up but only ever getting fag hags

Hung on his shoulder, cheap price shop tags

Slag better understand he came for the glamour

But this sounds original superficial the issue

For one dear Jack there 35 dopplegangers

Sheila Goes out with her mate stella,

its gets poured all over her fella,

cos shes says he aint no better than

than the next man kicking up fuss

drunk she stumbles down by the river

screams calling london,

none of us heard her coming,

i guess the carpet wernt rolled out

(its over, man its over) (get out, GET OUT)

So this a short story bout the girl georgina

Never seen a worse clean young mess

Under stress at best ah but she pleased to see ya With love God bless we lay her body to rest

Now it all dear started with Daddy

A lightweight chinking down numbing his brain

And the doctor said he couldn

Now beat up, drugged up she feeling the strain

She says in a rut what the f**k i sposed to do Suck it out, start, stop, keep running through

True, but you try it aint easy to do She been buckle belt beaten from the bat like a brat

Don’t know where she going but she knows where shes at So Georgie, it’s time to chain react

But the truth is you know she’ll probably fall back

Tears streamed down her face she screamed away:

when i fall no one catch me alone, lonely I

I’ll scream and shout

But you know it wont matter she’ll be passing out

I said gibbitybiggityupah just another day

Another sad story this tragedy

paramedic announced death at 10.30

Rip it up, kick it, spit up the views

Sheila Goes out with her mate stella,

its gets poured all over her fella,

cos shes says man he aint no better

than the next man kicking up fuss

drunk she stumbles down by the river

screams calling london,

none of us heard her coming,

i guess the carpet wernt rolled out

Sheila Goes out with her mate stella,

it gets poured all over her fella,

cos she says man he aint no better

than the next man kicking up fuss

drunk she stumbles down by the river

screams calling london, (london)

none of us heard her coming,

i guess the carpet wernt rolled out