here, have a go with this... 





Sheila goes out with her mate stella, 

it 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 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 gringo 

any time she sing a song, the other girls sing along 

and tell all the fellas that that lady is single 

a fickle way to tickle on my young mans ting 

Shes up for doing what she like any day more like the night 

she ground drunk the soles that she stole/brought/borrowed 

She didnt like fights, but at the same time understood that 

fellas will be fellas till the end of time 



(heavens what a noise, cold blooded murder of the english tongue) 

(good heavens you boys, blue-blooded murder 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 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, 

your right shes a slut and you never fucking liked her 

not like what he stopped so shocked 

cos 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 

brawler, larger lout rawness 

alter the forth from their three 

but they aint near the border 

two young guns are by your hell fire corner 

always need a favour, they never took a order, 

behave young scally wag, a fine young galahad 

glad ragged up but only ever getting fag hags, 

arm on his shoulder, cheeked by some type 

slag better understand he chained to the glamour 

(?) superficial the issue 

but one me and jack, dirty 5 doppelgangers 

IS ALL FUCKING WRONG U DIM WITS

Sheila Goes out with her mate stella, 

it 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 a river 

screams calling london, 

none of us heard her coming, 

i guess the carpet weren't 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, 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 the heart their started 

now beat up, drugged up she feelin the strain 

she says in a rap what the fuck im spose to do 

fuck it i'll start stop keep running through, 

true but you try aint easy to do, 

she been buckle belt beaten from the bat like a brat, 

dunno where she goin but she know where she at, 

so georgy its like a 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 wont matter she'll be passing out 

i say giggidibigidiup just another day 

another sad story, thats trajegdy, 

paramedic anounced 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, 

cos shes says, man he aint 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, 

cos shes says, man he aint no better 

than the next man kicking up fuss 

drunk, she stumbles down by a river 

screams calling london, (london) 

none of us heard her coming, 

i guess the carpet weren't rolled out 







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