Song Lyrics

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 mustache 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 was just a boys club badge he wore,
They never thought he'd do 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,
'Cause 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, owh
No thugs in our house
No thugs in our house, woo
No thugs in our house
No thugs in our house, awh
No thugs in our house

Andy Partridge

The duration of No Thugs in Our House is 5:09 minutes and seconds.