(Chorus) Sheila goes out with her mate Stella
It gets poured all over her fella ÔCause she says man he ainÕt no better
Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London (LONDONÉ) None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet werenÕt 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;*
A lean girl went from the cotty to the gringo, Anytime 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 manÕs?
SheÕs out there doing what she likes, any game all of the night SheÕs ground drunk so? That she stole ??
She didnÕt like fags but at the same time understood FellaÕs will be fellaÕs till the end of time
(HeavenÕs what a noise! The cold blooded murder of the English town - blap!
Jack had a gang that he called the milligrams, He was known a s Smack Jack the Crackerman,
In life he was dealt some shit hands, But the boyÕs got the back now
And they went the same way as Mickey and Dan Dependent mans upon the arrow?
And man, Lisa had a baby with Sam, And now JackÕs on his own man
Well done Jack! Glug down that cider YouÕre right, sheÕs a slut, and you never fucking liked her
Not like, what, He stopped so shocked, Cause it turned out the last? killed the pied piper
Tough little?, Friends with your daughters,
Only Ôcause they bribe Ôem to pick Ôem with quarters, Brawler, lover out brawling, bought all the filth in the?
But they ainÕt need a? ???
But you held that corner, always need a favour but never took a order? Behave young scallywag a fine young girl I had
?? Hung her on his shoulder, cheap rag shot tag
Slag better understand he came with the glamour, But this tag original, superficial the issue,
But one near Jack the dirty five doppelgangers
(Chorus)Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella (LONDONÉ)
ÔCause she says man he ainÕt no better Than the next man kicking up fuss
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London (LONDONÉ)
None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet werenÕt rolled out
(ItÕs over man, itÕs over! LONDONÉ)
So hereÕs a short story about the girl Georgina, Never a worse, clean young mess
Under stress, at best but sheÕs pleased to see you Well, love God Bless, we lay her body to rest
Now it all there started with DaddyÕs alcoholic Lightweight chucked down, numbing his brain
And the doctor said he couldnÕt get the heart near starting, Now beat up, drugged, and sheÕs feeling the strain
She said, ÒIn a rut what the fuck IÕm supposed to do?Ó Suck it up, star, and stop keep running through,
ÒTrue, but you try it ainÕt easy to doÓ She been buckled up, beaten from the bat like a prat
Dunno where sheÕs going, but she know where she at, So Georgie - itÕs time to chain react
But the truth is, you know, sheÕll probably fall back Tears stream down her face, she screamed away:
ÒWhen I fall, no-one catch me, Alone, lonely, I love a ? Slowly, get scared, IÕll scream and shoutÓ -
But you know it wonÕt matter sheÕll be passing out, I said ????
Just another day-ay Another sad story this tragedy -
Paramedic announced dead for 1030-ay-ay Rep it up, kick it, spit out the viewsÉ
Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella (LONDONÉ)
ÔCause she says man he ainÕt no better Than the next man kicking up fuss
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet werenÕt rolled out
Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella (LONDONÉ)
ÔCause she says man he ainÕt no better Than the next man kicking up fuss
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London (LONDONÉ)
None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet werenÕt rolled out