Gee, Officer Krupke

歌詞

RIFF: Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke You gotta understand It's just our bringing up-ke That get us out of hand Our mothers all are junkies Our fathers all are drunks Golly Moses, naturally we're punks! RIFF and QUARTET: Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset We never had the love that every child ought to get We ain't no delinquents We're misunderstood Deep down inside us there is good! RIFF: There is good! ALL: There is good, there is good There is untapped good Like inside the worst of us is good SNOWBOY (imitating Krupke): That's a touchin' good story! RIFF: Lemme tell it to the world! SNOWBOY ("Krupke"): Just tell it to the judge! RIFF: Dear kindly Judge, your Honor My parents treat me rough With all the marijuana They won't give me a puff They didn't wanna have me But somehow I was had Leapin' lizards, that's why I'm so bad DIESEL ("Judge"): Right! Officer Krupke, you're really a square This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's care! It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed He's psychologic'ly disturbed! RIFF: I'm disturbed! ALL: We're disturbed, we're disturbed We're the most disturbed Like we're psychologically disturbed DIESEL ("Judge"): In the opinion of this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home RIFF: Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived! DIESEL ("Judge"): So take him to a headshrinker. You! ACTION: Who me? RIFF: My daddy beats my mommy My mommy clobbers me My grandpa is a Commie My grandma pushes tea My sister wears a mustache My brother wears a dress Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess! ACTION ("psychiatrist"): Yes! Officer Krupke, he shouldn't be here! This boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career Society's played him a terrible trick "Und" sociogically he's sick! RIFF: I am sick! ALL: We are sick, we are sick We are sick sick sick Like we're sociologically sick! ACTION ("psychiatrist"): In my opinion this child don't need to have his head shrunk at all Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease! RIFF: Hey, I got a social disease! ACTION ("psychiatrist"): So take him to a social worker! Vich way? Zat vay! RIFF: Dear kindly social worker They tell me get a job Like be a soda jerker Which means like be a slob It's not I'm anti-social I'm only anti-work Glory Osky, that's why I'm a jerk! A-RAB (imitating female social worker): Eek! Officer Krupke, you've done it again This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen. It ain't just a question of misunderstood Deep down inside him, he's no good! RIFF: I'm no good! ALL: We're no good, we're no good We're no earthly good Like the best of us is no damn good! DIESEL: The trouble is he's lazy! A-RAB: The trouble is he drinks! BABY JOHN: The trouble is he's crazy! A-RAB: The trouble is he stinks! BIG DEAL: The trouble is he's growing ACTION: The trouble is he's grown! ALL: Krupke, we got troubles of our own! Officer Krupke We're down on our knees RIFF: 'Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease! ALL: Gee, Officer Krupke What are we to do? Gee, Officer Krupke Krup you!