Luyện nghe bài hát No Thugs In Our House

A in three acts by XTC
of characters
GRAHAM, a
MOTHER, a busy
FATHER, a husband
POLICEMAN, a constable
SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday
ACT ONE
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife hang her waspies on the
line. Her husband burns his paper, his pipe while studying
their cushion-floor, his viscous poly-paste comes out. Their
wall-paper world is shattered by his shout. A boy in blue is
banging out a on the kitchen door. All the while Graham
slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do what he wanted
to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No thugs in our house, are dear?
We that clear, we made little Graham promise us he'd be a good
boy. No thugs in our house, are there We made that clear, we
made Graham promise us he'd be a good boy.
ACT TWO
Narrator: The young policeman who just can't grow a moustache
open up his book, and spoil their breakfast with of Asians who
have so badly kicked.
Is this your son's wallet I've got here? He must have
dropped it too much beer!
Mother: Oh, officer, we believe our little angel is the one
picked.
Narrator: And all the while Graham slept on, dreaming of a
he could do just what he wanted to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No in our house, are there dear?
We that clear, we made little Graham promise us he'd be a good
boy. No thugs in our house, are dear? We made that clear, we
made little Graham us he'd be a good boy.
They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer.
Policeman: They never read tattoo on his arm.
They thought that was just a boys club badge he wore.
Policeman: They never thought do folks any harm.
ACT
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her on the
line. She's singing stale and simple now this business has
fizzled out. Her little tune is a happy song. Her son is
innocent, he can't do wrong, 'cos a judge and knows exactly what
the job of all about. And all the while Graham slept on,
dreaming of a world where he do just what he wanted to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No thugs in our house, are dear?
We made that clear, we made little Graham promise us he'd be a
boy. No thugs in our house, are dear? We made that clear, we
made Graham promise us he'd be a good boy.
Mother: No in our house!
No thugs in our house!
Complete (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear!
Set Design by Andy Partridge co-ordination by Ken Ansell.
Stage and by Art Dragon.