Luyện nghe bài hát Gee, Officer Krupke

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

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

Gee, Officer Krupke, we're upset
We never had the love that child oughta get
We ain't no delinquents, misunderstood
Deep down us there is good

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

That's a touching good
tell it to the world
Just tell it to the

Dear kindly Judge, Honor, my parents treat me rough
With all their marijuana, they won't give me a
They didn't wanna 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 oughta be curbed
He's psychologically

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

ye, hear ye
In the opinion of court
child is depraved on account
He ain't had a normal

Hey, I'm
On I'm deprived
So take him to a

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

Yes, Krupke, he shouldn't be here
boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career
Society's played him a terrible
And he's sick

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

In my opinion, this does not need
To have his head at all
delinquency
Is a social disease

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

Dear kindly social worker, they me get a job
Like be a soda jerker, which means be a slob
not I'm antisocial, I'm only anti-work
Glory Osky, that's why I'm a

Eek, Krupke, you've done it again
boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen
It just a question of misunderstood
Deep inside 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 lazy, the trouble is he drinks
The trouble is he's crazy, the trouble is he
The trouble is growing, the trouble is he's grown
Krupke, got troubles of our own

Gee, Officer
We're down on our
no one wants a fella
With a social

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