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SINGER: The Jets
SONG:Gee, Officer Krupke
-riff- dear kindly seargant krupke ya gotta understand it's just our bringin' up-ke that gets us outta hand our mothers all're junkies our fathers all're drunks golly moses, naturally we're punks -all- gee, officer krupke we're very upset we never had the love that every child oughta get we ain't no delinquents we're misunderstood deep down inside us there is good -riff- there is good! -all- there is good there is good there is untapped good like inside the worst of us is good -"krupke"- that's a touchin', good story! -riff- lemme tell it to the world! -"krupke"- just tell it to da judge! -riff- dear kindly judge your honor, my parents treat me rough with all the marijuana, they won't give me a puff! they didn't wanna have me, but somehow i was had leapin' lizards, that's why i'm so bad! -judge- right! officer krupke, you're really a square! this boy don't need a judge he needs an analyst scare! it's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed he's psychologically disturbed! -riff- i'm disturbed! -all- we're disturbed we're disturbed we're the most disturbed like we're psychologically disturbed! -judge- hear ye, hear ye in the opinion of this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home. -riff- hey, i'm depraved on account i'm deprived! -judge- *hits riff* so take him to a head shrinker you! -action- who, me? -riff- my daddy beats my mommy my mommy clobbers me my grandpa is a commie my grandma pushes tea my sister wears a mustache my brother wears a dress goodness gracious, that's why i'm a mess! -head shrinker (action)- yes officer krupke he shouldn't be here this boy don't need a couch he needs a useful career! society played him a terrible trick and socialogically, he's sick! -riff- i am sick! -all- we are sick we are sick we are sick, sick, sick like we're socialogically sick! -head shrinker (action)- in my opinion this child does not need to have his head shrunk at all. juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease -riff- hey! i got a social disease! -head shrinker (action)- *hits riff* so take him to a social worker-that way! -riff- dear kindly social worker they tell me, "get a job" like be a soda jerker, which means i'd be a slob! it's not i'm anti-social i'm only anti-work glory osky, that's why i'm a jerk! -social worker- eek! officer krupke, you've done it again! this boy don't need a job he needs a year in the pen! it ain't just a question of misunderstood deep down inside him he's no good! -riff- i'm no good! -all- we're no good we're no good we're no earthly good like the best of us is no damn good! The trouble is he's lazy! The trouble is he drinks! The trouble is he's crazy! The trouble is he stinks! The trouble is he's growing! The trouble is he's grown! -all- krupke, we've got troubles of our own! officer krupke, we're down on our knees -riff- 'cause no one wants a fella with a social disease! -all- gee, officer krupke what are we to do? gee, officer krupke, krup you!
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