ONE MORE BATTERED WOMEN
©Trev Teasdel January 1981 – Middlesbrough / Coventry
©Trev Teasdel January 1981 – Middlesbrough / Coventry
“It’s late at night, I should be sleeping it off.
Couple next door, they’re having it off.
I can hear all their caper, walls as thin as paper.
Couple next door, they’re having it off.
I can hear all their caper, walls as thin as paper.
I can’t believe that you walked out on me
I didn’t mean to bruise your face so badly.”
Chorus
One more Battered woman
Too late for recompense
One more battered women
Too late to have more sense
One more battered women.
One more Battered woman
Too late for recompense
One more battered women
Too late to have more sense
One more battered women.
“God hear me, it must have been the drink
God help me I, I Just didn’t think!
My fists were in a fever,
I didn’t mean to beat her.
My own women, just walked out on me.
Sweet delicate flower, sure is punishment to me.”
God help me I, I Just didn’t think!
My fists were in a fever,
I didn’t mean to beat her.
My own women, just walked out on me.
Sweet delicate flower, sure is punishment to me.”
Chorus ….
“Where are you woman? You belong here with me.
I’ve got a legal contract – they call it matrimony.
Where they hiding you – I get my hands on you –
You godamn bitch – my hands they itch.
Gonna harass all your friends til I find your hidden niche.”
I’ve got a legal contract – they call it matrimony.
Where they hiding you – I get my hands on you –
You godamn bitch – my hands they itch.
Gonna harass all your friends til I find your hidden niche.”
Chorus ….
Oh my darling – I love you very much
I can be gentle and soft of touch
Treat you tenderly
Handle you mannerly
Won’t you come back – I’m in such a stew
You know I’m helpless – on my own without you.!
I can be gentle and soft of touch
Treat you tenderly
Handle you mannerly
Won’t you come back – I’m in such a stew
You know I’m helpless – on my own without you.!
Chorus ….
“That time I raped you in front of the child
That time I broke your arm, I went really really wild.
That time I kicked you,
When I was sick on you..
I just did what a man has to do.”
Oh my god – I should be locked up in a zoo.
That time I broke your arm, I went really really wild.
That time I kicked you,
When I was sick on you..
I just did what a man has to do.”
Oh my god – I should be locked up in a zoo.
Chorus
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On a visit back to Coventry, a female friend told me of her time in a Battered women’s hostel and gave me an insight into the psychology of the situation. I sent her the lyric and she thought I had captured it. John Lennon’s I’m Losing you was in my head while I wrote it – that kind of feel. This appeared as a poem in my first poetry chapbook The Escaped Poet 1984.
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On a visit back to Coventry, a female friend told me of her time in a Battered women’s hostel and gave me an insight into the psychology of the situation. I sent her the lyric and she thought I had captured it. John Lennon’s I’m Losing you was in my head while I wrote it – that kind of feel. This appeared as a poem in my first poetry chapbook The Escaped Poet 1984.