Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krupke

Hey you
Who me, Officer
Yeah you, gimme one good reason for not
You down the station, ya

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

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

is good
There is good, is good
is untapped good
Like inside, the of us is good

That's a touching good
Lemme tell it to the
tell it to the Judge

Dear kindly Judge, Your Honor, my treat me rough
all their 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, Officer Krupke, you're really a
This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's
It's his neurosis that oughta be curbed
He's psychologically

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

ye, hear ye
In the opinion of this
This child is depraved on
He had a normal home

Hey, I'm
On account I'm
So him to a headshrinker

My daddy beats my mommy, my clobbers me
My grandpa is a commie, my pushes tea
My sister wears a mustache, my brother a dress
gracious, that's why I'm a mess

Yes, Officer Krupke, he be here
This boy don't a couch, he needs a useful career
Society's him a terrible trick
And sociologically sick

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

In my opinion, child does not need
To his head shrunk at all
Juvenile
Is purely a disease

Hey, I got a social
So take him to a social

Dear kindly social worker, tell me get a job
Like be a soda jerker, which means like be a
It's not I'm antisocial, I'm only
Osky, that's why I'm a jerk

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

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

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

Gee, Krupke
We're on our knees
'Cause no one a fella
With a social

Gee, Krupke
are we to do?
Gee, Krupke
you!