Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krumke

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

Dear, kindly Sergeant Krupke you understand
It's just our up-ke that gets us out of hand
Our mothers all are junkies, our all are drunks
Golly Moses, naturally punks

Gee, Officer Krupke we're very
We had the love that every child oughta get
We ain't no delinquents, misunderstood
Deep down inside us there is

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

Oh, that's a touchin' story
Oh well, tell it to the world
Just tell it to the

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

Right, Officer Krupke really a square
This boy need a judge, he needs an analyst's care
It's his neurosis that oughta be curbed
He's psychologically

I'm
disturbed, we're disturbed
We're the most
Like we're disturbed

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

So him to a headshrinker

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

Yes, Krupke you're really a slob
This boy don't need a doctor 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 this child don't need to have his head shrunk at all
delinquency is purely a social disease
Hey, I got a disease
So him to a social worker

Dear kindly, social worker, they say go earn a
Like be a soda jerker which means like be a
not I'm antisocial, I'm only anti-work
Gloryosky, why I'm a jerk

Officer Krupke, done it again
This boy need a job, he needs a year in the pen
It just a question of misunderstood
Deep down inside him he's no

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

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

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