West Side Story movie - Gee, Officer Krupke! lyrics

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Song by Tamblyn, Russ<br /><br>

ACTION <br>

Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke, <br>

You gotta understand, <br>

It's just our bringin' up-ke <br>

That gets us out of hand. <br>

Our mothers all are junkies, <br>

Our fathers all are drunks. <br>

Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks! <br>

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ACTION AND JETS <br>

Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset; <br>

We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get. <br>

We ain't no delinquents, <br>

We're misunderstood. <br>

Deep down inside us there is good! <br>

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ACTION <br>

There is good! <br>

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ALL <br>

There is good, there is good, <br>

There is untapped good! <br>

Like inside, the worst of us is good! <br>

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SNOWBOY: (Spoken) That's a touchin' good story. <br>

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ACTION: (Spoken) Lemme tell it to the world! <br>

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SNOWBOY: Just tell it to the judge. <br>

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ACTION <br>

Dear kindly Judge, your Honor, <br>

My parents treat me rough. <br>

With all their marijuana, <br>

They won't give me a puff. <br>

They didn't wanna have me, <br>

But somehow I was had. <br>

Leapin' lizards! That's why I'm so bad! <br>

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DIESEL: (As Judge) Right! <br>

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Officer Krupke, you're really a square; <br>

This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's care! <br>

It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed. <br>

He's psychologic'ly disturbed! <br>

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ACTION <br>

I'm disturbed! <br>

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JETS <br>

We're disturbed, we're disturbed, <br>

We're the most disturbed, <br>

Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed. <br>

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DIESEL: (Spoken, as Judge) In the opinion on this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home. <br>

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ACTION: (Spoken) Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived. <br>

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DIESEL: So take him to a headshrinker. <br>

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ACTION (Sings) <br>

My father is a bastard, <br>

My ma's an S.O.B. <br>

My grandpa's always plastered, <br>

My grandma pushes tea. <br>

My sister wears a mustache, <br>

My brother wears a dress. <br>

Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess! <br>

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A-RAB: (As Psychiatrist) Yes! <br>

Officer Krupke, you're really a slob. <br>

This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job. <br>

Society's played him a terrible trick, <br>

And sociologic'ly he's sick! <br>

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ACTION <br>

I am sick! <br>

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ALL <br>

We are sick, we are sick, <br>

We are sick, sick, sick, <br>

Like we're sociologically sick! <br>

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A-RAB: In my opinion, this child don't need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease! <br>

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ACTION: Hey, I got a social disease! <br>

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A-RAB: So take him to a social worker! <br>

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ACTION <br>

Dear kindly social worker, <br>

They say go earn a buck. <br>

Like be a soda jerker, <br>

Which means like be a schumck. <br>

It's not I'm anti-social, <br>

I'm only anti-work. <br>

Gloryosky! That's why I'm a jerk! <br>

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BABY JOHN: (As Female Social Worker) <br>

Eek! <br>

Officer Krupke, you've done it again. <br>

This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen. <br>

It ain't just a question of misunderstood; <br>

Deep down inside him, he's no good! <br>

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ACTION <br>

I'm no good! <br>

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ALL <br>

We're no good, we're no good! <br>

We're no earthly good, <br>

Like the best of us is no damn good! <br>

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DIESEL (As Judge) <br>

The trouble is he's crazy. <br>

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A-RAB (As Psychiatrist) <br>

The trouble is he drinks. <br>

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BABY JOHN (As Female Social Worker) <br>

The trouble is he's lazy. <br>

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DIESEL <br>

The trouble is he stinks. <br>

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A-RAB <br>

The trouble is he's growing. <br>

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BABY JOHN <br>

The trouble is he's grown. <br>

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ALL <br>

Krupke, we got troubles of our own! <br>

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Gee, Officer Krupke, <br>

We're down on our knees, <br>

'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease. <br>

Gee, Officer Krupke, <br>

What are we to do? <br>

Gee, Officer Krupke, <br>

Krup you!<br>

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