Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krumke

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

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

Gee, Officer we're very upset
We never had the love that every oughta get
We ain't no delinquents, we're
Deep down inside us there is

There is good, is good
There is good, there is good
Like the worst of us is good

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

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

Right, Krupke you're really a square
This boy don't a judge, he needs an analyst's care
It's just his neurosis oughta be curbed
He's psychologically

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

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

So him to a headshrinker

My daddy beats my mommy, my mommy me
My grandpa's always plastered, my pushes tea
My sister a mustache, my brother wears 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
Society's 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 social
So take him to a social

Dear kindly, social worker, they say go earn a
Like be a soda jerker which like be a schmuck
It's not I'm antisocial, I'm only
Gloryosky, that's why I'm a

Krupke, you've done it again
This boy need 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
no good, we're no good
We're no good
Like the of us is no damn good

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

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