Luyện nghe bài hát No Thugs In Our House

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