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  • Текст песни Westside Story - Gee, Officer Krupke



    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, naturally 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 delinquents
    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 Honor
    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 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 clobbers me
    My grandpa is a commie
    My grandma 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!