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
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
