Luyện nghe bài hát No Thugs In Our House

A musical in three by XTC
Cast of
GRAHAM, a
MOTHER, a busy
FATHER, a conservative
POLICEMAN, a young
SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday
ACT ONE
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will her waspies on the
line. Her husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe studying
their cushion-floor, his poly-paste breath comes out. Their
world is shattered by his shout. A boy in blue is busy
banging out a headache on the door. All the while Graham
slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he
to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No thugs in our house, are there
We made that clear, we made little promise us he'd be a good
boy. No thugs in our house, are there dear? We that clear, we
little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy.
ACT TWO
Narrator: The young policeman who just can't grow a will
open up his book, and spoil breakfast with reports 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
where he could do just what he to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No thugs in our house, are dear?
We made that clear, we made little Graham us he'd be a good
boy. No thugs in our house, are dear? We made that clear, we
made little promise us he'd be a good boy.
Narrator: They never read those pamphlets in his drawer.
Policeman: They read that tattoo on his arm.
They thought that was just a boys club badge he wore.
Policeman: They never he'd do folks any harm.
ACT
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her on the
line. She's singing something stale and simple now this has
out. Her little tune is such a happy song. Her son is
innocent, he do wrong, 'cos Dad's a judge and knows exactly what
the job of judging's all about. And all the while Graham on,
dreaming of a world where he could do just what he to.
Mother and Father (in unison): No thugs in our house, are dear?
We made that clear, we made little Graham us he'd be a good
boy. No in our house, are there dear? We made that clear, we
made Graham promise us he'd be a good boy.
Mother: No in our house!
Father: No in our house!
cast (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear!
Set by Andy Partridge with co-ordination by Ken Ansell.
Stage and by Art Dragon.