Sheila’s Story | GCSE English Literature | An Inspector Calls


Sheila was rich – no one would deny this
Gold touch, in her clutch, like Midas Gerald Croft was hot – the finest, but she
Never knew that her man had a side chick Though she wondered how his time’s spent
Like summer, when she couldn’t find him That summer, when he said he was grinding On a real – should have known
from the signs then But he was dazzling, blinding,
seemed like a kind man – plus He dropped on one knee, said ‘Marry me’
and copped her the diamond – trust He’s one of the family now,
Sitting there smiling He’s been trying long enough, right?
But, she just sits there silent Something doesn’t feel right
It rings like a siren It makes her think twice,
like when the pink light, just hardens and brightens Before she was laughing, excited
Now she’s mature, enlightened These storms have hit her, lightning
Of course, she gives back the diamond She’s changed by that night’s findings
Everybody’s dirt is in the light and She discovers he’s not a nice man
Now she’s sure – he’s not the right man “We’ve all shortened her lifespan,
but you’re not even contrite man.” “You’re still caught in your lies, fam
This was no ordinary po – lice – man.” “So hard to stay polite, man
That poor girl ended her life, man.” “I got her sacked out of spite and
Now I’m crushed like a sprite can.” “I’ve had enough, can’t stand this –
I can’t listen to your language.” “Just remember what the man said:
Fire, blood and anguish.”

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  1. Lyrics
    Sheila was rich – no one would deny this
    Gold touch in her clutch like Midas
    Gerald Croft was hot – the finest, but she
    Never knew that her man had a side chick

    Though she wondered how his time's spent
    Like summer, when she couldn't find him
    That summer when he said he was grinding – on a real
    Should have known from the signs then

    But he was dazzling, blinding,
    seemed like a kind man – plus
    He dropped on one knee, said marry me
    and copped her the diamond – trust

    He's one of the family now,
    Sitting there smiling
    He's been trying long enough, right?
    But she just sits there silent

    Something doesn't feel right
    It rings like a siren
    It makes her think twice,
    like when the pink light,
    just hardens and brightens

    Before she was laughing, excited
    Now she's mature, enlightened
    These storms have hit her, lightning
    Of course, she gives back the diamond

    She's changed by that night's findings
    Everybody's dirt is in the light and
    She discovers he's not a nice man
    Now she's sure – he's not the right man

    We've all shortened her lifespan
    But you're not even contrite man
    You're still caught in your lies fam (this)
    Was no ordinary po-lice-man

    So hard to stay polite man
    That poor girl ended her life man
    I got her sacked out of spite and
    Now I'm crushed like a sprite can

    I've had enough, can't stand this
    I can't listen to your language
    Just remember what the man said
    Fire, blood and anguish

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