No Thugs In Our House

Esus4/F# 2*2*2*2*0*0
Bbdim    x*0*2*3*2*x

E  Esus4/F#   x10 (repeats throughout verse)

E
The insect-headed worker wife
E
Will hang her waspies on the line
E
The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe
E
While studying their cushion-floor
E
His viscous poly-paste breath comes out
E
Their wall-paper world is shattered by his shout
E
A boy in blue is busy banging out a headache On the kitchen door

C#m               A
And all the while Graham slept on
B                                  E
Dreaming of a world where he could do
B            E    B E
Just what he wanted to

A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
E  Esus4/F#  x4

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The young policeman who just can't grow a moustache
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Will open up his book
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And spoil their breakfast with reports of Asians Who have been so badly kicked
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Is this your son's wallet I've got here?
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He must have dropped it after too much beer!
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Oh, officer, we can't believe our little angel Is the one you've picked!

C#m               A
And all the while Graham slept on
B                                  E
Dreaming of a world where he could do
B            E    B E
Just what he wanted to

A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy

A                                       Amaj7
They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer
Bm                    Bbdim
They never read that tattoo on his arm
A                                Amaj7
They thought that it was just a boys club badge he wore
Bm                      Bbdim              A
They never thought he'd cause folks any harm
E   Esus4/F#

E
The insect-headed worker-wife
E
Will hang her waspies on the line
E
She's singing something stale and simple
E
Now this business has fizzled out
E
Her little tune is such a happy song
E
Her son is innocent, he can't do wrong
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'Cos Dad's a judge and knows exactly What the job of judging's all about

C#m               A
And all the while Graham slept on
B                                  E
Dreaming of a world where he could do
B            E    B E
Just what he wanted to

A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
A                     A/G           F
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
              B
We made that clear
               D                            A
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy

A
No thugs in our house!
Bbdim
No thugs in our house!
A
No thugs in our house, dear!

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