Jamie T – Sheila (Guitar)
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(3)
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Chords
[Chorus]
G Em Sheila goes out with her mate Stella D Gets poured all over her fella C 'Cause she says "man, he ain't no better" G Than the next man kicking up fuss Em Drunk she stumbles down by a river D Screams, calling "London" C None of us heard her coming G I guess the carpet weren't rolled out
G Em D C
[Verse]
G Her lingo went from the cockney to the gringo Em Any time she sings a song the other girls sing along D And tell all the fellas that the lady is single C A fickle way to tickle on a young man's tipple G She was up for doing what she liked
Any day, more like the night
Em She drowned drunk sorrows that she stole, bought, borrowed D She didn't like thugs but at the same time understood C Fellas will be fellas 'til the end of time
[Chorus]
G Em Sheila goes out with her mate Stella D Gets poured all over her fella C 'Cause she says "man, he ain't no better" G Than the next man kicking up fuss Em Drunk she stumbles down by a river D Screams, calling "London" C None of us heard her coming G I guess the carpet weren't rolled out
G Em D C
[Verse]
G Em Jack had a gang that he called the "Many Grams" D He was known as Smack Jack the Crackerman C In life he was dealt some shit hands G But the boy's coming back now Em J' when I say, well there's Mickey and Dan D That pin their minds up on the other one's C Man Lisa had a baby with Sam
Now Jack's on his own man
G Well done Jack, glug down that cider Em You're right, she's a slut, and you never fucking liked her D Not liked what? He stopped, so shocked, C Because it turns out the last dance killed the pied piper G Tough little big man, friends with your daughters Em Only 'cause they drive him to pick up on his quarters D Ballers, lager night-brawlers, C Caught on the floor, think they're free
But they ain't near the border
G Two young guns with your hellfire call (?!) Em Always did a favour, but never took an order D Behave young scallywag, a fine young Gallahad C Glad-ragged up, but only ever getting fag hags G Hung on his shoulder, cheap-priced shot tags Em The slag better understand he came for the glamour D But this sounds original, superficial the issue, C For one day Jack had thirty-five dopplegangers
[Chorus]
G Em Sheila goes out with her mate Stella D Gets poured all over her fella C 'Cause she says "man, he ain't no better" G Than the next man kicking up fuss Em Drunk she stumbles down by a river D Screams, calling "London" C None of us heard her coming G I guess the carpet weren't rolled out
G Em D C
[Verse]
G So this is a short story about a girl, Georgina Em Never seen a worst, clean young mess D Under stress at best, but she pleased to see ya C We love her, God Bless, we lay her body to rest G It all dear started with Daddy's alcoholic Em Lightweight, drinking it down, numbing his brain D And the doctor couldn't get the heart there started C Beat up, drugged up, she's feeling the strain G She says "in a rut, what the fuck am I supposed to do?" Em Suck it up, star-struck, keep running through D True, but as you try it ain't easy to do C She's been buckle-belt beaten from the back like a brat G Don't know where she's going but she know where she at Em So Georgie, it's time to chain react, D 'Cause the truth is you know, she'll probably fall back, C Tears stream down her face, she screams away G When I fall, no one catch me, Em Alone, lonely I'll overdose slowly D Get scared, I'll scream and shout, C But you know it won't matter, she'll be passing out
[Bridge]
G Giggidy biggidy up, it's just another da-ay, Em Another sad story, that's tragedy D Paramedic announced death at ten-thirty C Rip it up kick it, to split up the news
[Chorus]
G Em Sheila goes out with her mate Stella D Gets poured all over her fella C 'Cause she says "man, he ain't no better" G Than the next man kicking up fuss Em Drunk she stumbles down by a river D Screams, calling "London" C None of us heard her coming G I guess the carpet weren't rolled out