Luyện nghe bài hát Sheila

Sheila goes out with her mate
Gets poured all her fella
she says, "Man he aint no better
Than the next man up fuss"

Drunk, she down by a river
calling "London"
None of us heard her
I guess the werent rolled out

Oh my love, my darling
You've left me alone
I'll walk the of London
Which seemed all our own

The vast churches
we have found
The which smelt of gaslight
The in incense drowned

Her went from the Cockney to the Gringo
she sing a song the other girls sing along
And tell all the fellas that the is single
Fickle way ta tickle on my mans tingle

Shes up for what she like, any day, more like the night
She drowned in drunk sorrows, she stole, bought, borrowed
She didnt like but at the same time understood
Fellas will be 'til the end of time

Good you boys
Blue-blooded murder of the tongue

Jack had a gang that he the Many Grams
He was known as Jack the Cracker Man
In life he was some shit hands
But the got the back now

And Jay went the way as Micky and Dan
Dependent upon the heroin
And my, Lisa had a baby Sam
And now on his own man

Well done, Jack, glug that cider
Youre right, shes a and you never fucking liked her
Not like, what, he so shocked
Cause it turned out the last dance the pied piper

Sheila goes out with her mate
Gets poured all her fella
Cause she says, "Man he no better
Than the man kicking up fuss"

Drunk, she stumbles down by a
calling "London"
None of us her coming
I guess the werent rolled out

So this a short story about the Georgina
seen her worse, clean young mess
Under stress, at best but shes to see you
With love, God Bless, we lay her body to

Now it all dear started with Daddys
Lightweight, drink it down, his brain
And the said he couldnt get the heart dear started
Now beat up, drugged up, she feeling the

She says, I fall, no one catch me
Alone, lonely, I'll overdose
Get scared, Ill and shout
But you know it wont matter shell be out

I said gigidy-bigidy-up, and just day
Another sad that's tragedy
announced death at 10.30
Rip it up, it, spit out the views

Sheila out with her mate Stella
Gets poured all over her
she says, "Man he aint no better
Than the man kicking up fuss"

Drunk, she down by a river
calling "London"
None of us her coming
I guess the werent rolled out

Sheila goes out her mate Stella
Gets all over her fella
Cause she says, "Man he no better
Than the next man up fuss"

Drunk, she stumbles by a river
calling "London"
None of us heard her
I guess the carpet werent out