Текст (слова) песни: Böhse Onkelz - Freitag Nacht

A musical in three acts by XTC
Cast of characters
GRAHAM, a teenager
MOTHER, a busy housewife
FATHER, a conservative husband
POLICEMAN, a young constable
SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday morning
ACT ONE
Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the
line. Her 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. All the while Graham
slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted
to.
Mother and Father (in unison): 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.
ACT TWO
Narrator: 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.
Policeman: Is this your son`s wallet I`ve got here? He must have
dropped it after too much beer!
Mother: Oh, officer, we can`t believe our little angel is the one
you`ve picked.
Narrator: And all the while Graham slept on, dreaming of a world
where he could do just what he wanted to.
Mother and Father (in unison): 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.
Narrator: They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer.
Policeman: They never read that tattoo on his arm.
Narrator: They thought that was just a boys club badge he wore.
Policeman: They never thought he`d do folks any harm.
ACT THREE
Narrator: 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 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.
Mother and Father (in unison): 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.
Mother: No thugs in our house!
Father: No thugs in our house!
Complete cast (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear!
Set Design by Andy Partridge with co-ordination by Ken Ansell.
Stage and Scenery by Art Dragon.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Böhse Onkelz - Freitag Nacht A musical in three acts by XTC Cast of characters GRAHAM, a teenager MOTHER, a busy housewife FATHER, a conservative husband POLICEMAN, a young constable SCENE: A kitchen in suburbia, one bright Saturday morning ACT ONE Narrator: The insect-headed worker-wife will hang her waspies on the line. Her 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. All the while Graham slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to. Mother and Father (in unison): 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. ACT TWO Narrator: 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. Policeman: Is this your son`s wallet I`ve got here? He must have dropped it after too much beer! Mother: Oh, officer, we can`t believe our little angel is the one you`ve picked. Narrator: And all the while Graham slept on, dreaming of a world where he could do just what he wanted to. Mother and Father (in unison): 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. Narrator: They never read those pamphlets in his bottom drawer. Policeman: They never read that tattoo on his arm. Narrator: They thought that was just a boys club badge he wore. Policeman: They never thought he`d do folks any harm. ACT THREE Narrator: 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 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. Mother and Father (in unison): 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. Mother: No thugs in our house! Father: No thugs in our house! Complete cast (in unison): No thugs in our house, dear! Set Design by Andy Partridge with co-ordination by Ken Ansell. Stage and Scenery by Art Dragon. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Freitag Nacht: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/8959.html Все тексты песен: Böhse Onkelz » Böhse Onkelz - Benutz mich » Böhse Onkelz - Ein guter Freund » Böhse Onkelz - 7 Tage ohne Suende » Böhse Onkelz - Bruno Baumann » Böhse Onkelz - Hast Du Sehnsucht nach der Nadel » Böhse Onkelz - Der Preis des Lebens » Böhse Onkelz - Regen » Böhse Onkelz - Falsche Propheten » Böhse Onkelz - So geht`s Dir » Böhse Onkelz - Scheisse passiert » Böhse Onkelz - Wir hamґ noch lange nicht genug » Böhse Onkelz - Frankreich 84 » Böhse Onkelz - Kirche » Böhse Onkelz - Nichts ist fuer immer da » Böhse Onkelz - Ihr sollt den Tag nocht vor dem Abend loben » Böhse Onkelz - Viva los tioz » Böhse Onkelz - Weit weg » Böhse Onkelz - Wir sind nicht allein » Böhse Onkelz - Danke für nichts » Böhse Onkelz - Bin ich nur glücklich, wenn es schmerzt Рекомендуем скачать: » Ольга Тишина - Здравствуй! Опять тебе я говорю... » Олег Немировский, Наталья Устиновская - Фрегат » Ольга Запрудина - Этим людям кем-то тайный знак подан... » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Воспоминание о дуэте » Олег Щетников - Всюночьнапролетное... » Ольга Кузнецова - СЧАСТЬЕ » Олег Немировский - Песня экипажа Антилопы » Олег Немировский - Бардовский вальс » Олег Городецкий, Сергей Байтеряков - Речь о пролитом вине » Ольга Афраймович - Пленница (песня) » Олег Задорожный - И молвил тут дружине князь... » Ольга Кузнецова - ВЕСЕННЕЕ СОЛО » Ольга Афраймович - Бусы 8 (стихи) » Олег Митяев - Крепитесь люди, скоро лето! » Ольга Чикина - Птица » Ольга Афраймович - Ртуть (стихи) » Олег Щетников - Весенний снег » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Тоннель любви » Олег Митяев - Почтовый чиновник » Олег Городецкий - За окнами
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