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Viewing Lyrics for No Thugs In Our House:
| | | Artist: | Xtc |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | No Thugs In Our House | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 7 | | | | Lyrics: | A musical in three acts by XTC
Cast of characters
GRAHAM, a
teenager
MOTHER, a busy housewife
FATHER, a conservative husband
POLICEMAN, a young
constable
SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday morning
ACT
ONE
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the
line. Her
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. All the while Graham
slept on,
dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted
to.
Mother and Father (in
unison): 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.
ACT TWO
Narrator:
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.
Policeman: Is this
your son's wallet I've got here? He must have
dropped it after too much
beer!
Mother: Oh, officer, we can't believe our little angel is the one
you've
picked.
Narrator: And all the while Graham slept on, dreaming of a world
where he
could do just what he wanted to.
Mother and Father (in unison): 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.
Narrator: They never read those pamphlets in his bottom
drawer.
Policeman: They never read that tattoo on his arm.
Narrator: They
thought that was just a boys club badge he wore.
Policeman: They never thought he'd do
folks any harm.
ACT THREE
Narrator: 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.
Mother and Father (in unison): 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.
Mother: No thugs in our house!
Father: No thugs in our
house!
Complete cast (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear!
Set
Design by Andy Partridge with co-ordination by Ken Ansell.
Stage and Scenery by Art Dragon | | | |
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