Lirik Lagu No Thugs In Our House - XTC
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
(Andy Partridge)
The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the line;The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying their cushion-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.
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
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 songHer 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 d
The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the line;The husband burns his paper, sucks his pipe while studying their cushion-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.
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
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 songHer 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 d
