| | Sheila Lyrics Artist(Band):Jamie T
Sheila goes out with her mate Stella, It gets poured all over her fella, Cos 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 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 man's tingle She's up for doing what she like any day more like the night she ground drunk the soles that she stole/brought/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 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 dependant mans upon the heroin and my 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 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 ain't 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, 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's 35 doppelgängers 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 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 daddy's 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 fuck am I s'pose to do suck it up start stop keep running through, true but you try ain't easy to do, she been buckle belt beaten from the back like a brat, dunno where she going but she know where she at, so Georgie its time to chain react, but the truth is you know she probably fall 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, 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, Cos she 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 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 a river Screams calling London (LONDON!) None of us heard her coming, I guess the carpet weren't rolled out If you find some error in Sheila Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review about Sheila Bang Bang Anglo Saxons At The Disco | Reviewer: Si | 10/25/2007 Truly great lyrics have been a scarce thing in music for a good while. Certainly in this day and age where everything feels formulaic and derivative. Things are either far too blunt and to the point or they lack poetry, feeling and awareness. Enter Jamie T. The lyrics on this album are almost flawless. His understanding of life and his abilities to represent that with the written word is comparable to Wordsworth, Milton or Blake. He's called a 'bard' for a reason. Review the song Sheila The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Jamie T" Music | |
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