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No Thugs In Our House (2001 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
XTC
XTC
Performer
Andrew Partridge
Andrew Partridge
Lead Vocals
Colin Moulding
Colin Moulding
Bass Guitar
David Gregory
David Gregory
Electric Guitar
Terry Chambers
Terry Chambers
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Partridge
Andrew Partridge
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
XTC
XTC
Producer
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Producer

Lyrics

Ow The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the line The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying their 'causehion-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, oh 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, oh 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 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 '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, oh 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 Ow No thugs in our house No thugs in our house, woo No thugs in our house No thugs in our house, woo No thugs in our house No thugs in our house, woo No thugs in our house No thugs in our house, ow
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