Gee
Matthew Gee All-Stars Lyrics
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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 QUARTET
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!
ACTION
There is good!
ALL
There is good, there is good,
there is untapped good.
Like inside, the worst of us is good.
SNOWBOY (imitating Krupke)
(spoken)
That's a touchin'
good story.
ACTION
(spoken)
Lemme tell it to the world!
SNOWBOY ("Krupke")
(spoken)
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 ("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!
ALL
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We're the most disturbed,
Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed.
DIESEL ("Judge")
(spoken)
In the opinion of 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 ("Judge")
(spoken)
So take him to a headshrinker.
ACTION
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 ("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,
Und 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 ("Psychiatrist")
(spoken)
In my opinion, this child don't need
to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile
delinquency is purely a social disease!
ACTION
(spoken)
Hey, I got a social disease!
A-RAB ("Psychiatrist")
(spoken)
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 schmuck.
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm only anti-work.
Glory Osky, that's why I'm a jerk!
BABY JOHN ("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 ("Judge")
The trouble is he's crazy.
A-RAB ("Psychiatrist")
The trouble is he drinks.
BABY JOHN ("Social Worker")
The trouble is he's lazy.
DIESEL ("Judge")
The trouble is he stinks.
A-RAB ("Psychiatrist")
The trouble is he's growing.
BABY JOHN ("Social Worker")
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 fella with a social
disease
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you, wow!
The lyrics of Matthew Gee All-Stars' song "Gee" tell the story of a group of young delinquents expressing their frustrations and justifying their behavior to Sergeant Krupke. The song starts with them addressing Sergeant Krupke, trying to make him understand that their upbringing has led them astray. They explain that their mothers are junkies and their fathers are drunks, suggesting that their chaotic home lives have contributed to their rebellious behavior. They declare that they are misunderstood and that there is good inside them, despite their outward appearances.
As the song progresses, one of the members, Snowboy, sarcastically imitates Krupke and dismisses their story as a touching but irrelevant one. Another member, Diesel, takes on the role of the judge and suggests that one of the boys is mentally disturbed and in need of psychological care. The boy, identified as Action, agrees with this assessment and admits that he is disturbed.
Next, another member of the group takes on the role of a psychiatrist, arguing that Action's behavior is a result of a social disease and not a psychological one. The group states that they are sick, both psychologically and sociologically. They reflect on their troubled family backgrounds, mentioning their alcoholic and drug-addicted relatives, as well as unconventional gender expressions within their family. They suggest that these circumstances have contributed to their own dysfunction and self-destructive tendencies.
The song continues with the social worker character claiming that the boys don't need a job but rather a year in prison, as they are inherently no good. The troubles these boys face are attributed to various factors, including being crazy, drinking, laziness, and poor hygiene. The song ends with the boys pleading to Sergeant Krupke, expressing their desperation and frustration as they feel rejected by society and misunderstood. They confront him directly, saying "Krup you, wow!" which serves as a rebellious and defiant statement that encapsulates their feelings towards authority figures.
Overall, the lyrics of "Gee" delve into the complex backgrounds and inner struggles of young delinquents, exploring how societal factors, family dynamics, and personal challenges contribute to their rebellion and erratic behavior. The song highlights their desire to be understood and emphasizes the difficulties they face in a society that lacks empathy and support for individuals labeled as troublemakers.
Line by Line Meaning
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke,
I am addressing Sergeant Krupke in a polite and respectful manner
You gotta understand,
I need you to comprehend and empathize
It's just our bringin' up-ke
Our upbringing and circumstances have shaped us
That gets us out of hand.
Which leads us to misbehave and act recklessly
Our mothers all are junkies,
Our mothers are addicted to drugs
Our fathers all are drunks.
Our fathers are constantly intoxicated
Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!
Due to these circumstances, it's only natural for us to be seen as troublemakers
Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset;
Officer Krupke, we are extremely distressed
We never had the love that every child oughta get.
We were deprived of the love and care that is essential for every child
We ain't no delinquents,
We are not inherently delinquent
We're misunderstood.
Our actions and behaviors are often misconstrued
Deep down inside us there is good!
Despite our troubled exterior, there is still goodness within us
There is good!
There is goodness!
There is good, there is good,
There is goodness, there is goodness
there is untapped good.
There is untapped potential for goodness
Like inside, the worst of us is good.
Even within the individuals who appear the worst, there is still inherent goodness
That's a touchin' good story.
That's an emotionally impactful and positive narrative
Lemme tell it to the world!
Allow me to share this story with everyone
Just tell it to the judge.
Simply present the story before the judge
Dear kindly Judge, your Honor,
Respected Judge, your Honor
My parents treat me rough.
My parents treat me harshly
With all their marijuana,
They are heavily involved with marijuana
They won't give me a puff.
They refuse to let me indulge in it
They didn't wanna have me,
They didn't desire to have me
But somehow I was had.
But I exist nonetheless
Leapin' lizards, that's why I'm so bad!
Well, that's the reason for my troublesome behavior!
Right!
Officer Krupke, you're really a square;
Indeed! Officer Krupke, you have a conservative mindset
This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's care!
This young man requires the care of a mental health professional, not a judge
It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed.
It's his psychological issues that need to be addressed and controlled
He's psychologic'ly disturbed!
He suffers from psychological disturbances
I'm disturbed!
I am psychologically disturbed!
We're disturbed, we're disturbed,
We are mentally disturbed, mentally disturbed
We're the most disturbed,
We are the most mentally disturbed
Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed.
It's as if we are psychologically disturbed
In the opinion of this court, this child
is depraved on account he ain't had a
normal home.
According to the court's perspective, this child is morally corrupt because he has not had a stable home environment
Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm
deprived!
Well, I am morally corrupted because I have been deprived of a stable home!
So take him to a headshrinker.
Therefore, he should be taken to a psychiatrist
My father is a bastard,
My father is an unpleasant person
My ma's an S.O.B.
My mother is an unpleasant person
My grandpa's always plastered,
My grandfather is always intoxicated
My grandma pushes tea.
My grandmother is a drug addict
My sister wears a mustache,
My sister does something unconventional
My brother wears a dress.
My brother engages in behavior considered unconventional for his gender
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!
Well, no wonder I'm a complete disaster!
Yes!
Officer Krupke, you're really a slob.
Absolutely! Officer Krupke, you are a messy and disorganized person
This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest
job.
This boy requires a legitimate and honorable occupation, not medical attention
Society's played him a terrible trick,
Und sociologic'ly he's sick!
Society has played a cruel joke on him, and he suffers from sociological illness
I am sick!
I am mentally ill!
We are sick, we are sick,
We are mentally ill, mentally ill
We are sick sick sick,
We are very mentally ill
Like we're sociologically sick!
As if we suffer from sociological illness!
In my opinion, this child don't need
to have his head shrunk at all.
In my view, this child does not require psychiatric treatment at all
Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease!
The criminal behavior of young people is entirely caused by social factors!
Hey, I got a social disease!
Well, I have a disease caused by social factors!
So take him to a social worker!
Therefore, he should be taken to a social worker!
Dear kindly social worker,
Respected social worker
They say go earn a buck,
They say go and make some money
Like be a soda jerker,
For example, work as a person who dispenses soda
Which means like be a schmuck.
Implying that it is a demeaning and low-status job
It's not I'm anti-social,
I'm not opposed to socializing
I'm only anti-work.
I simply dislike and resist work
Glory Osky, that's why I'm a jerk!
Well, that's the reason behind my obnoxious behavior!
Eek!
Officer Krupke, you've done it again.
Oh no! Officer Krupke, you have done something wrong yet again
This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the
pen.
This boy requires a year in prison, not a job
It ain't just a question of misunderstood;
It's not simply a matter of being misunderstood
Deep down inside him, he's no good!
Deep inside him, he lacks any goodness!
I'm no good!
I am not a good person!
We're no good, we're no good,
We are not good, we are not good
We're no earthly good,
We are of no use to society
Like the best of us is no damn good!
Even the best among us are utterly useless!
The trouble is he's crazy.
The problem is that he is mentally unstable
The trouble is he drinks.
The problem is that he drinks excessively
The trouble is he's lazy.
The problem is that he is lazy
The trouble is he stinks.
The problem is that he smells bad
The trouble is he's growing.
The problem is that he is growing up
The trouble is he's grown.
The problem is that he has become an adult
Krupke, we got troubles of our own!
Krupke, we have our own set of troubles!
Gee, Officer Krupke,
We're down on our knees,
Oh Officer Krupke, we are in a desperate situation
'Cause no one wants a fella with a social
disease
Because no one desires to be associated with someone who has a disease caused by social factors
Gee, Officer Krupke,
What are we to do?
Oh Officer Krupke, what can we possibly do?
Gee, Officer Krupke,
Krup you, wow!
Oh Officer Krupke, we are expressing our frustration and disdain towards you!
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