Womans World — текст песни (Squeeze)

(difford/tilbrook)



The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman

The kingdom of the kitchen where she says she shouldnt,

There on the stainless steel her cigarettes and matches

Whistles to the radio to every hook she catches,

But the frowns

Eider downs,

Tie her down

But she likes to wear the crown of the kingdom.

She like the recipes a touch of oriental

Steaming up the windows burning egg on metal,

Sees in a catalogue a shiny new appliance

Another role swallowed by the wonders of science,

Lobster hands

Omelette pans,

Understand

How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom.



Hes been so busy and shes been neglected,

The problem is computed and always its rejected,

Out of her heart I catch a spark,

And being smart

The crown is left out in the dark now theres no kingdom.



Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title

Sitting at a bar stool she gives her days recital,

The family watch in horror

As she staggers up the hallway

Makes herself a sandwich

As theyre looking through the doorway,

She goes to bed

Leg by leg,

Nothings said

Theres no crown upon her head theres no kingdom.



Press the button on the toaster

Its a womans world,

Tuck the sheets in on the bed

Its a womans world,

Take your apron from your holster

Its a womans world,

Shoot the crown off of your head

Its a womans world.