Woman's World 
      The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman  
      The kingdom of the kitchen where she says she shouldn't,  
      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,  
      How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom.  

      He's been so busy and she's been neglected,  
      The problem is computed and always it's rejected,  
      Out of her heart I catch a spark,  
      And being smart  
      The crown is left out in the dark now there's no kingdom.  

      Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title  
      Sitting at a bar stool she gives her day's recital,  
      The family watch in horror  
      As she staggers up the hallway  
      Makes herself a sandwich  
      As they're looking through the doorway,  
      She goes to bed  
      Leg by leg,  
      Nothing's said  
      There's no crown upon her head there's no kingdom.  

      Press the button on the toaster  
      It's a woman's world,  
      Tuck the sheets in on the bed  
      It's a woman's world,  
      Take your apron from your holster  
      It's a woman's world,  
      Shoot the crown off of your head  
      It's a woman's world.

  • Chords
  • FROM THE ALBUM: East Side Story.
  • COMPILATIONS: Classics, Excess Moderation.
  • From the Excess Moderation sleevenotes. Glenn: Perhaps fed up with the sexist accusations that were sometimes levelled at his lyrics, Chris put his shoes on the other way and came up with this. I, like many before and after me, pretended to be Ray Davies. Chris: A theme I traced over and copied a few times on other albums. "A Man For All Seasons" springs to mind from Difford & Tilbrook. I flew the feminist flag from a very masculine pole on many occasions, recently on "Great Escape" from Ridiculous.