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Ow |
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The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the line |
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The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying their 'causehion-floor |
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His viscous poly-paste breath comes out |
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Their wall-paper world is shattered by his shout |
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A boy in blue is busy banging out a headache on the kitchen door |
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And all the while Graham slept on |
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Dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy, oh |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy |
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The young policeman who just can't grow a moustache 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 |
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And all the while Graham slept on |
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Dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy, oh |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy |
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They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer |
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They never read that tattoo on his arm |
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They thought that was just a boys' club badge he wore |
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They never thought he'd cause folks any harm |
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The insect-headed worker wife will hang her waspies on the line |
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She's singing something stale and simple, now this business has fizzled out |
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Her little tune is such a happy song |
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Her son is innocent, he can't do wrong |
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'Cause dad's a judge and knows exactly what the job of judging's all about |
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And all the while Graham slept on |
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Dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy, oh |
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No thugs in our house are there, dear? |
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We made that clear |
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We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house, dear |
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Ow |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house, woo |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house, woo |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house, woo |
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No thugs in our house |
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No thugs in our house, ow |
