Gee, Officer Krupke

作曲：Leonard Bernstein

作词：Def Jef,Paul Rodriguez,David Pack,Stephen Sondheim,Cheryl James

Excuse me this darkness

You think we're bad huh

You want clean up the streets huh

Well you better put society in handcuffs

Haha you got a hard job

Music by birds line

Lyrics by song time

I'm talking bout west side story

It's me for my time

Police sweat me like the sharks in the jets

Because I do what I does

So they wanna get me if you let me

I'll explain the game

Clear my nameshow you ain't a damn thing changed

So don't criticize the way that I ball it

This ain't broadway we learned it the hard way

Dear kindly sergeant cruckey you gotta understand

It's just our bringing up key that gets us out of hand

Our mothers all our junkies

Our fathers all our trumps

Dolly moses naturally

We're punks the office a craft key

We're very upset

We never had the love that every child ordered

Yet we ain't no the linkquits we're misunderstood

Deep down inside us there is good

There is good there is good

There is good there is untapped

Good like inside the west of us is good

You see officer crap key

You gotta have some compassion

You know you always harassing me

But what you don't understand is

I come from a broken home

My mama don't care about me

My daddy don't care about me

And you always getting on my case

It ain't me homeboy it's society

Dear

Kindly judger honor

My parents treat me rough with all their **

They won't give me a puff

They didn't wanna have me

But somehowleap in lizards

That's why I'm so bad

Right puppet's a crub key orilian square

This boy don't need a judge

He needs an analysteer

His chick is the roses that ought to be curved

He's psychologically disturbed

He's disturbed

We're disturbed

We're disturbed

We're the most disturbed

Life was psychologically disturbed

We out of our minds you know what I'm saying

Yeah because we got problems deep down inside

I ain't got no analyst to go to

And sit down on the couch to find out

Why I'm disturbed I know I'm disturbing

You know what I don't care cause it's just like that

And that's just how it is

You know I'm saying that's the way it is

Crazy hey father is a bastard

My mom's in a sobi

My grandpa's always blaster

My grandma pushes tee

My sister wears a moistid

My brother wears a dress

Goodness gracious that's why I'm a mess

Obvious a crab kay you're really a slap

This boy don't need a doctor

Just a good old job

Cause I inflame him a terrible **

Geologically he's sick

We are sick

We are sick we are sick

We are sick we are sick sick sick like a soul

Your logically sick

In other words

This iswhat happens with cousins mary

We are bend their whole head in bread

Okay we're like chicano horse comes

Honey social worker they say go run a buck

Like be a soda jerker which means like be a schmuck

It's not I'm antisocial

I'm only anti work

Glory asky now that's why I'm a jerk officer drunky

And done it again

This boy don't mean a duck

He needs a year in the bin

It ain't just a question of misunderstood

Deep down inside he ain't no damn boy

We're no good we're no good

We're no earthly good like a vessel

But there's no damn good

The trouble is he's crazy

The trouble is he drinks

The trouble is he's lazy

The trouble is he think

The trouble is he's growing

The trouble is he's grown crucky

We've got troubles on our own

Gee officer cracking we're down on our knees

Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease

Gee officer cracky what are we to do

Brought the

Day

Across the earth