Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krupke

Hey you
Who me, Krupke?
Yeah you, gimme one good for not dragging
You the station, ya punk?

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

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

is good
There is good, there is
There is 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, Honor, my parents treat me rough
With all their marijuana, won't give me a puff
They didn't have me but somehow I was had
Leapin' lizards, why I'm so bad

Right, Officer Krupke, you're really a
This boy need a judge, he needs an analyst's care
It's just his that oughta be curbed
He's disturbed

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

ye, hear ye
In the of this court
This is depraved on account
He ain't had a home

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

My daddy my mommy, my mommy clobbers me
My grandpa is a commie, my grandma tea
My sister a mustache, my brother wears a dress
Goodness gracious, why I'm a mess

Yes, Officer Krupke, he be here
This boy need a couch, he needs a useful career
Society's played him a trick
And sociologically sick

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

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

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

Dear kindly worker, they tell me get a job
Like be a jerker, which means like be a slob
not I'm antisocial, I'm only anti-work
Glory Osky, why I'm a jerk

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

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

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

Gee, Krupke
We're down on our
'Cause no one wants a
With a social

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