Part 2
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,
arm on his shoulder, cheeked by some type
slag better understand he chained to the glamour
superficial the issue
but one me and jack, dirty 5 doppelgangers
Sheila Goes out with her mate Stella,
it gets poured all over her fella,
cos shes 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
(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 the heart their started
now beat up, drugged up she feelin' the strain
she says in a rap what the **** I'm spose to do
fuck it I'll start stop keep running through,
true but you try ain't easy to do,
she been buckle belt beaten from the bat like a brat,
dunno where she goin' but she know where she at,
so Georgy its like a chain react,
but the truth is you know she probably fought 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, thats tragedy,
paramedic announced death at 10.30
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