Luyện nghe bài hát No Thugs In Our House

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