JAMIE T SHEILA

Singalong 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 dr