West Side Story Gee, Officer Krumke Lyrics:
TIGER, IMITATING KRUPKE
Hey you!
RIFF
Who me, Officer Krupke?
TIGER, IMITATING KRUPKE
Yeah you, gimme one
good reason for not
draggin' ya down the
station house, ya punk!
RIFF
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke
You gotta understand
It's just our bringin' upke
That gets us out of hand
Our mothers all are junkies
Our fathers all are drunks
Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks
JETS
Gee, Officer Krupke
We're very upset
We never had the love
That every child oughta get
We ain't no deliquents
We're misunderstood
Deep down inside us there is good
RIFF
There is good!
JETS
There is good, there is good
There is untapped good
Like inside, the
worst of us is good
TIGER, IMITATING KRUPKE
That's a touching good story
RIFF
Lemme tell it to the world!
TIGER, IMITATING KRUPKE
Just tell it to the judge
RIFF
Dear kindly Judge, your Honour
My parents treat me rough
With all their 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
SNOWBOY IMITATING JUDGE
Right! Officer Krupke
You're really a square
This boy don't need a judge
He needs an analyst's care
It's just his neurosis
That oughta be curbed
He's psychologically disturbed
RIFF
I'm disturbed
JETS
We're disturbed, we're disturbed
We're the most disturbed
Like we're
psychologically
disturbed
SNOWBOY IMITATING JUDGE
Hear ye, hear ye. In
the opinion of this
court, this child is
depraved on account
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he ain't had a normal
home.
RIFF
Hey, I'm depraved on
account I'm deprived!
SNOWBOY IMITATING JUDGE
So take him to a
headshrinker. You!
ACTION
Who me?
RIFF
My daddy beats my mommy
My mommy clubbers me
My grand'pa is a commie
My grand'ma pushes tea
My sisters wears a moustache
My brother wears a dress
Goodness gracious,
that's why I'm a mess
ACTION IMITATING HEADSHRINKER
Yes, Officer Krupke
He shouldn't be here
This boy don't need a couch
He needs a usefully career
Society's played him a
terrible trick
And sociologically he's sick
RIFF
I am sick!
JETS
We are sick, we are sick
We are sick sick sick
Like we're sociologically sick
ACTION IMITATING HEADSHRINKER
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!
ACTION IMITATING HEADSHRINKER
So take him to a social worker
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 antisocial
I'm only anti-work
Glory Osky, that's why I'm a jerk
A-RAB
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 he's no good
RIFF
I'm no good
JETS
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
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
JETS
Dear Officer Krupke
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke
Krup you!
Lyrics: Gee, Officer Krumke, West Side Story [end]