West Side Story
David Winters Lyrics


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See them cops
They believe everything they read in the papers about us cruddy J.D.'s
So that's what we give 'em
Somethin' to believe in

Hey, you

Who? Me Officer Krupke?

Yeah you
Gimme one good reason for not dragging you down to the station house
Ya punk

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

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

That's a touching good story
Lemme tell it to the world
Just tell it to the Judge

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

Hear ye, hear ye
In the opinion of this court
This child is depraved on account
He ain't had a normal home
Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived
So take him to a headshrinker
You
Who? Me?

My daddy beats my mommy, my mommy clobbers me
My grandpa is a commie, 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, he shouldn't be here
This boy don't need a couch, he needs a useful career
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

In my opinion, this child does not need to have his head shrunk at all
Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease
Hey, I got a social disease
So take him to a social worker

Dear kindly social worker
They tell me get a job
Like be a soda jerker, which means like be a slob
It's not I'm antisocial, I'm only anti-work
Glory Osky, 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 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

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




Gee, Officer Krupke
Krup you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to David Winters's "West Side Story" capture a conversation between a group of rebellious youths and the authority figures who view them as troublemakers. The opening lines set the tone by highlighting the negative stereotype that law enforcement officers hold about the youths in question, referring to them as "cruddy J.D.'s" and acknowledging that the police believe everything they read about them in the papers. The youths in turn express their defiance by giving the officers "something to believe in," implying that their rebellious actions are a response to the perception imposed upon them.


The song then transitions into a scenario where Officer Krupke confronts one of the youths, demanding a reason for not taking them to the station. The youth responds by addressing Sergeant Krupke, attributing their behavior to their upbringing and the lack of parental love and guidance. They attempt to humanize themselves by explaining that they are not delinquents but are misunderstood individuals with untapped potential for good, despite their outward rebelliousness.


As the conversation continues, the focus shifts to a judge in the court system who is urged to consider the troubled background and psychological issues faced by the youth. The lyrics reflect the belief that juvenile delinquency is a result of social factors and lack of proper care and support, rather than inherent individual faults. The youth's outburst about their dysfunctional family serves to highlight the chaotic environment they come from and how it has impacted their behavior and well-being.


The song concludes with a plea to a social worker, highlighting the cyclical nature of societal issues and how they contribute to individual struggles. The youths express a sense of hopelessness and desperation, feeling trapped in a system that fails to understand or support them. The repetition of the refrain "Gee, Officer Krupke" throughout the song underscores the frustration and defiance of the youths, as they grapple with the reality of their circumstances and the judgment imposed upon them by the outside world. The lyrics ultimately serve as a commentary on the complexities of youth delinquency, societal neglect, and the need for understanding and support rather than punishment.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim

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@juliagray19

I LOVE this song!!!  This is parody of the social welfare is such a succinct, hysterical way!  Issues like: what is a "social disease" and how do young people with social diseases feel about this label and getting pushed from profession to profession?  Stephen Sondheim has written tons of great music, but I think this song is the most educational.  The cast in West Side Story just knocks my socks off.  The newspapers, parodies of the professions just crack me up.  I'm a high school teacher and this clip got some grins today.  

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