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Album: English Settlement (1982) Artists: XTC A L L O F A S U D D E N ( I T ' S T O O L A T E ) B A L L A N D C H A I N D O W N I N T H E C O C K P I T E N G L I S H R O U N D A B O U T F L Y O N T H E W A L L I T ' S N E A R L Y A F R I C A J A S O N A N D T H E A R G O N A U T S K N U C K L E D O W N L E I S U R E M E L T T H E G U N S N O T H U G S I N O U R H O U S E R U N A W A Y S S E N S E S W O R K I N G O V E R T I M E S N O W M A N Y A C H T D A N C E

Song: N O T H U G S I N O U R H O U S E Artists: XTC Favorite: Add Remove XTC English Settlement N O T H U G S I N O U R H O U S E T TTTTT he insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on T the line; the husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while T studying their cushion-floor; his viscous poly-paste breath T comes out, their wall-paper world is shattered by his TTT 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 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 readthat 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, 'cos dads 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. andy-lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar colin - fender bass dave-electric guitars, prophet V terry-drums composed by a.partridge

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