No Thugs In Our House

Текст песни XTC - No Thugs In Our House <br/> (Andy Partridge)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. ( )<br />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&#039;d be a good boy. No thugs in our house, are there dear? We made that clear, We made little Graham promise us he&#039;d be a good boy. The young policeman who just can&#039;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&#039;s wallet I&#039;ve got here? He must have dropped it after too much beer. Oh, officer, we can&#039;t believe our little angel is the one you&#039;ve picked. and 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&#039;d be a good boy. No thugs in our house, are there dear? We made that clear, We made little Graham promise us he&#039;d be a good boy. They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer, They never readthat tattoo on his arm. They thought that was just a boys club badge he wore, They never thought he&#039;d do folks any harm. The insect-headed worker wife will hang her waspies on the line; She&#039;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&#039;t do wrong, &#039;Cos dads a judge and knows exactly what the job of judging&#039;s all about. And all the while Graham slept on, Dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to.