Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Thugs In Our House, artist - XTC. Album song Fossil Fuel - The XTC Singles 1977-92, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
No Thugs In Our House |
The insect-headed worker wife |
Will hang her waspies on the line |
The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe |
While studying their cushion-floor |
His viscous poly-paste breath comes out |
Their wall-paper world is shattered by his shout |
A boy in blue is busy banging out a headache |
On the kitchen door |
And all the while Graham slept on |
Dreaming of a world where he could do |
Just what he wanted to |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
The young policeman who just can’t grow a moustache |
Will open up his book |
And spoil their breakfast with reports of Asians |
Who have been so badly kicked |
Is this your son’s wallet I’ve got here? |
He must have dropped it after too much beer! |
Oh, officer, we can’t believe our little angel |
Is the one you’ve picked! |
And all the while Graham slept on |
Dreaming of a world where he could do |
Just what he wanted to |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer |
They never read that tattoo on his arm |
They thought that it was just a boys club badge he wore |
They never thought he’d cause folks any harm |
The insect-headed worker-wife |
Will hang her waspies on the line |
She’s singing something stale and simple |
Now this business has fizzled 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 exactly |
What the job of judging’s all about |
And all the while Graham slept on |
Dreaming of a world where he could do |
Just what he wanted to |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
No thugs in our house, are there dear? |
We made that clear |
We made little Graham promise us he’d be a good boy |
No thugs in our house! |
No thugs in our house! |
No thugs in our house, dear! |
No thugs in our house! |
No thugs in our house, woo! |
No thugs in our house! |
No thugs in our house, ow! |
No thugs in our house! |
No thugs in our house, woo! |
No thugs in our house, ow! |
No thugs in our house |
No thugs in our house, woo! |
No thugs in our house… |