Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krumke

Hey you, who me Officer
Yeah, you, me one good reason
For not draggin' you down to the house
You

Dear, Sergeant Krupke you gotta understand
It's our bringin' up-ke that gets us out of hand
Our all are junkies, our fathers all are drunks
Golly Moses, naturally we're

Gee, Officer Krupke very upset
We never had the love every child oughta get
We no delinquents, we're misunderstood
Deep down inside us is good

There is good, there is
There is good, is untapped good
inside the worst of us is good

Oh, a touchin' good story
Oh well, lemme tell it to the
Just tell it to the

Dear kindly judge, your honor, my treat me rough
With all their marijuana they won't give me a
They wanna have me but somehow I was had
lizards, that's why I'm so bad

Right, Officer Krupke really a square
This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's
It's just his neurosis that oughta be
psychologically disturbed

I'm
disturbed, we're disturbed
We're the disturbed
we're psychologically disturbed

Hear ye, hear ye, in the opinion on this
This is depraved on account
He ain't had a home
Hey, I'm depraved on I'm deprived

So take him to a

My daddy beats my mommy, my mommy me
My grandpa's always plastered, my grandma tea
My sister wears a mustache, my brother a dress
Goodness gracious, why I'm a mess

Yes, Officer Krupke you're really a
This boy don't a doctor just a good honest job
played him a terrible trick
And sociologically sick

I am
We are sick, we are
We are sick, sick, sick,
we're sociologically sick

In my opinion this child don't need to have his shrunk at all
Juvenile delinquency is purely a social
Hey, I got a disease
So take him to a worker

Dear kindly, worker, they say go earn a buck
Like be a soda which means like be a schmuck
It's not I'm antisocial, I'm anti-work
Gloryosky, why I'm a jerk

Krupke, you've done it again
This boy don't a job, he needs a year in the pen
It ain't just a of misunderstood
Deep down inside him no good

I'm no
We're no good, we're no
We're no earthly
Like the of us is no damn good

The trouble is he's crazy, the trouble is he
The trouble is he's lazy, the is he stinks
The trouble is growing, the trouble is he's grown
Krupke, we got of our own

Gee, Krupke we're down on our knees
'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social
Gee, Officer what are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke, you