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 constable
SCENE: A in suburbia, one bright Saturday morning
ACT ONE
Narrator: The worker-wife will hang her waspies on the
line. Her husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while
their cushion-floor, his viscous poly-paste breath out. Their
wall-paper world is 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 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
made Graham promise us he'd be a good boy.
ACT TWO
The young policeman who just can't grow a moustache 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 after too beer!
Oh, officer, we can't believe our little angel is the one
picked.
Narrator: And all the while Graham 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 made little Graham promise us he'd be a
boy. No thugs in our house, are there We made that clear, we
made little promise us he'd be a good boy.
Narrator: They never those pamphlets in his bottom drawer.
Policeman: They never read that on his arm.
Narrator: They thought that was a boys club badge he wore.
Policeman: never thought he'd 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
out. Her little 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 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 there
We made 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.
No thugs in our house!
Father: No in our house!
Complete (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear!
Set Design by Andy Partridge co-ordination by Ken Ansell.
and Scenery by Art Dragon.