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Gee Officer Krupke
Kevin Csolak John Michael Fiumara Jess LeProtto Ben Cook Kyle Allen Myles Erlick & Patrick Higgins Lyrics


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!

Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset
We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get
We ain′t no delinquents
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 worst of us is good

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!

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!

I'm disturbed!

We′re disturbed, we're disturbed
We′re the most disturbed
Like we're psychologically disturbed

My father is a bastard
My ma′s an S.O.B.
My grandpa's always plastered
My grandma pushes tea
My sister wears a mustache
My brother wears a dress
Goodness gracious, that's why I′m a mess!

Yes!

Officer Krupke, you′re really a slob
This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job
Society′s played him a terrible trick
And sociologically he's sick!

I am sick!

We are sick, we are sick
We are sick, sick, sick
Like we′re sociologically sick!

Dear kindly social worker
They say go earn a buck
Like be a soda jerker
Which means like be a schmuck
It's not I′m anti-social
I'm only anti-work
Gloryosky, that's why I′m a jerk!

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!

I′m no good!

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 crazy
The trouble is he drinks
The trouble is he′s lazy
The trouble is he stinks
The trouble is he′s growing
The trouble is he's grown

Krupke, we got troubles of our own!

Gee, Officer Krupke
We′re down on our knees
'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease
Gee, Officer Krupke
What are we to do?

Gee, Officer Krupke
Krup you!

Writer(s): Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim

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Benson Farris

Lyrics

ACTION
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke,
You gotta understand,
It's just our bringin' up-ke
That gets us out of hand.
Our mothers all are junkies,
Our fathers all are drunks.
Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!

ACTION AND JETS
Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset;
We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get.
We ain't no delinquents,
We're misunderstood.
Deep down inside us there is good!

ACTION
There is good!

ALL
There is good, there is good,
There is untapped good!
Like inside, the worst of us is good!

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

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

SNOWBOY:
Just tell it to the judge.

ACTION
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!

DIESEL:
(As 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 psychologic'ly disturbed!

ACTION
I'm disturbed!

JETS
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We're the most disturbed,
Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed.

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

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

DIESEL:
So take him to a headshrinker.

ACTION (Sings)
My father is a bastard,
My ma's an S.O.B.
My grandpa's always plastered,
My grandma pushes tea.
My sister wears a mustache,
My brother wears a dress.
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!

A-RAB: (As Psychiatrist)
Yes!
Officer Krupke, you're really a slob.
This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job.
Society's played him a terrible trick,
And sociologic'ly he's sick!

ACTION
I am sick!

ALL
We are sick, we are sick,
We are sick, sick, sick,
Like we're sociologically sick!

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

ACTION: Hey, I got a social disease!

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

ACTION
Dear kindly social worker,
They say go earn a buck.
Like be a soda jerker,
Which means like be a schumck.
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm only anti-work.
Gloryosky! That's why I'm a jerk!

BABY JOHN: (As Female 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!

ACTION
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!

DIESEL (As Judge)
The trouble is he's crazy.

A-RAB (As Psychiatrist)
The trouble is he drinks.

BABY JOHN (As Female Social Worker)
The trouble is he's lazy.

DIESEL
The trouble is he stinks.

A-RAB
The trouble is he's growing.

BABY JOHN
The trouble is he's grown.

ALL
Krupke, we got troubles of our own!

Gee, Officer Krupke,
We're down on our knees,
'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease.
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you!



All comments from YouTube:

Emily Mimi

Ben Cook is insanely funny in this scene, and the fact his accent is so similar to his Newsies accent really amuses me 🤣

Nerd Knight

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen the 1961 version

But when I saw this version in theater, it put a smile on my face

Zoe Griese

The way I would die for ben cook

Maria Ochs

RIGHT

Ace Zach Reviews

When i first heard this i was mixed on it but seeing it on the big screen liked this version even more

Benson Farris

Lyrics

ACTION
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke,
You gotta understand,
It's just our bringin' up-ke
That gets us out of hand.
Our mothers all are junkies,
Our fathers all are drunks.
Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!

ACTION AND JETS
Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset;
We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get.
We ain't no delinquents,
We're misunderstood.
Deep down inside us there is good!

ACTION
There is good!

ALL
There is good, there is good,
There is untapped good!
Like inside, the worst of us is good!

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

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

SNOWBOY:
Just tell it to the judge.

ACTION
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!

DIESEL:
(As 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 psychologic'ly disturbed!

ACTION
I'm disturbed!

JETS
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We're the most disturbed,
Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed.

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

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

DIESEL:
So take him to a headshrinker.

ACTION (Sings)
My father is a bastard,
My ma's an S.O.B.
My grandpa's always plastered,
My grandma pushes tea.
My sister wears a mustache,
My brother wears a dress.
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!

A-RAB: (As Psychiatrist)
Yes!
Officer Krupke, you're really a slob.
This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job.
Society's played him a terrible trick,
And sociologic'ly he's sick!

ACTION
I am sick!

ALL
We are sick, we are sick,
We are sick, sick, sick,
Like we're sociologically sick!

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

ACTION: Hey, I got a social disease!

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

ACTION
Dear kindly social worker,
They say go earn a buck.
Like be a soda jerker,
Which means like be a schumck.
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm only anti-work.
Gloryosky! That's why I'm a jerk!

BABY JOHN: (As Female 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!

ACTION
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!

DIESEL (As Judge)
The trouble is he's crazy.

A-RAB (As Psychiatrist)
The trouble is he drinks.

BABY JOHN (As Female Social Worker)
The trouble is he's lazy.

DIESEL
The trouble is he stinks.

A-RAB
The trouble is he's growing.

BABY JOHN
The trouble is he's grown.

ALL
Krupke, we got troubles of our own!

Gee, Officer Krupke,
We're down on our knees,
'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease.
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you!

Kane Reynolds

Just saw the movie last night. Liked this song/scene the best.

Lucy Dickinson

Sighs. Contentedly. So happy.

Flannery Monaghan-Morris

It sounds like a bunch of teenagers goofing off whilst they are bored to entertain themselves.

Maria Ochs

I’m obsessed with this song haha

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