(Chorus) Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella ‘Cause she says man he ain’t no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London (LONDON…) None of us hear 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;* 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 man’s? She’s out there doing what she likes, any game all of the night She’s ground drunk so? That she stole ?? She didn’t like fags but at the same time understood Fella’s will be fella’s till the end of time (Heaven’s 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 boy’s 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 Jack’s on his own man Well done Jack! Glug down that cider You’re right, she’s 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 ‘cause they bribe ‘em to pick ‘em with quarters, Brawler, lover out brawling, bought all the filth in the? But they ain’t 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 (LONDON…) ‘Cause she says man he ain’t no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London (LONDON…) None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet weren’t rolled out (It’s over man, it’s over! LONDON….) So here’s a short story about the girl Georgina, Never a worse, clean young mess Under stress, at best but she’s pleased to see you Well, love God Bless, we lay her body to rest Now it all there started with Daddy’s alcoholic Lightweight chucked down, numbing his brain And the doctor said he couldn’t get the heart near starting, Now beat up, drugged, and she’s feeling the strain She said, “In a rut what the fuck I’m supposed to do?” Suck it up, star, and stop keep running through, “True, but you try it ain’t easy to do.” She been buckled up, beaten from the bat like a prat Dunno where she’s going, but she know where she at, So Georgie - it’s time to chain react But the truth is, you know, she’ll probably fall back Tears stream down her face, she screamed away: “When I fall, no-one catch me, Alone, lonely, I love a ? Slowly, get scared, I’ll scream and shout” - But you know it won’t matter she’ll be passing out, I said ???? Just another day-ay Another sad story this tragedy - Paramedic announced dead for 10.30-ay-ay Rep it up, kick it, spit out the views… Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella (LONDON…) ‘Cause she 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 hear her coming; I guess the carpet weren’t rolled out Sheila goes out with her mate Stella It gets poured all over her fella (LONDON…) ‘Cause she says man he ain’t no better Than the next man kicking up fuss Drunk, she stumbles down by a river Screams calling London (LONDON…) None of us hear her coming; I guess the carpet weren’t rolled out.