WOMEN ON THE CHANGE
©Trev Teasdel January 1981 – Middlesbrough / Coventry.
There’s fear in the street,
In the heart and in the home.
There’s sadness in the eyes
and anger in the soul.
There’s a mugger in the street
A bugger in the alley.
There’s a bully in the home
and a weirdo on the phone.
It’s time that men left the women alone.
There’s sadness in the eyes
and anger in the soul.
There’s a mugger in the street
A bugger in the alley.
There’s a bully in the home
and a weirdo on the phone.
It’s time that men left the women alone.
Chorus –
Cos women are on the change,
They won’t be led or bullied.
Women are on the change
They won’t be hully-gullied.
Your ornaments are jumping,
off the mantelpiece,
Going through the changes
Handing back the lease.
Women on the Change
Women on the Change.
We’re living in a dog’s world,
Where the cats are tamed with milk.
They are used for warmth and comfort,
Chased and hounded just for sport.
They are bitten by the prowler,
Barked at by the howler.
Cornered by the snarler,
Snapped at in the parlour.
Time that dogs left the cats alone.
They won’t be led or bullied.
Women are on the change
They won’t be hully-gullied.
Your ornaments are jumping,
off the mantelpiece,
Going through the changes
Handing back the lease.
Women on the Change
Women on the Change.
We’re living in a dog’s world,
Where the cats are tamed with milk.
They are used for warmth and comfort,
Chased and hounded just for sport.
They are bitten by the prowler,
Barked at by the howler.
Cornered by the snarler,
Snapped at in the parlour.
Time that dogs left the cats alone.
There’s a whisper in the wind,
A clenched fist in a handbag.
There’s a meeting in the evening,
And a slogan in the subway.
There’s a hacksaw at the shackles,
There’s a banner march today.
There’s an axe that’s being grinded
A cluttered path to clear away.
Time that men shared the world with women.
Time that men shared the world with women.
………
Wrote this on a visit back to Coventry while doing my degree on Teesside. The city had become more violent and women in particular were being targeted. There was graffiti on the subway saying ‘Disarm rapists’ or ‘Reclaim the night’. I finished the song back on Teesside. The lyric appeared in my poetry chapbook The Escaped Poet 1984 and in Outlet Magazine 1988.
A clenched fist in a handbag.
There’s a meeting in the evening,
And a slogan in the subway.
There’s a hacksaw at the shackles,
There’s a banner march today.
There’s an axe that’s being grinded
A cluttered path to clear away.
Time that men shared the world with women.
Time that men shared the world with women.
………
Wrote this on a visit back to Coventry while doing my degree on Teesside. The city had become more violent and women in particular were being targeted. There was graffiti on the subway saying ‘Disarm rapists’ or ‘Reclaim the night’. I finished the song back on Teesside. The lyric appeared in my poetry chapbook The Escaped Poet 1984 and in Outlet Magazine 1988.
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