Chords for West Side Story [9] Gee, Officer Krupke

_ See them cops, they believe everything they read in the papers about us cruddy JDs.
So that's what we give them.
Something to believe in.
Hey, you! _
Who, me, Officer Krupke?
Yeah, you!
Give me one good reason for [B] not dragging you down to the station house, you punk!
_ _ Dear, _ kind Sergeant Krupke, you [E] gotta understand,
It's just our bringin' up key [F] that gets us out of hand.
Our mothers all are junkies, [Bb] our fathers all are drunks. _
[G] Golly, [Gb] Moses, [B] naturally we're punks.
Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset.
We [Gb] never had the love that every child ought to get.
[Em] We ain't no [B] delinquents, we're [Ab] misunderstood. _
[Ab] Deep down inside us, there is good.
There [G] is good.
There is good.
There is [D] good.
There is _ unsatisfied.
[A] Like inside, the worst [B] of us is good.
Yeah!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [C] _ _ Such a good story!
Let me tell it to the world!
Just tell it to the judge!
Let me [G] tell it to the world!
_ _ _ _ Bl [E] _ _ _ -bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl-bl.
Dear, [C] _ _ kindly judge, Your Honor, [Fm] my parents treat me rough,
With [G] all their marijuana, [Gb] they won't give me a puff.
They didn't wanna have me, [Ebm] but somehow I was had,
[Eb] Leaf [Ab] on [G] lizards, that's why [C] I'm so bad.
[F] Officer [C] Krupke, you're really a square!
[G] This boy don't need a judge, he [C] needs an analyst care!
[F] It's just his [Fm] neurosis [G] that [A] oughta be quite!
_ [G] He psychologically _ [C] disturbed!
I'm disturbed!
[Ab] We're disturbed, we're disturbed, [Eb] we're the most disturbed!
[Bb] Like we're psyched alive, we're [C] pretty disturbed!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ Hey, hey!
In the opinion [Ab] of the escort, 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 head shrinker.
[Db] You!
To me?
Head shrinker!
_ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ My [Db] daddy beats my mommy, my [D] mommy clobbers me.
My grandpa is a commie, [G] my grandma pushes tea.
My sister wears a mustache, [Em] my brother wears a dress.
_ [A] Goodness gracious, [Ab] that's why I'm a mess!
[Gb] _ Yes, officer Cobb-T, [Dbm] he shouldn't be here.
[Ab] This boy don't need a coat, he [Db] needs a useful career.
[Gbm] _ Society's played him [Db] a [Bb] terrible trick.
_ [Ebm] _ [Cm] _ [Eb] Unsocialogically he's sick!
I [A] am sick!
We are sick, we are sick, we [E] are sick, sick, sick!
Like [B] we're _ [Ab] sociologically [Db] sick! _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ In my opinion, this child does not need to have his head shrunk at all.
Tumor delinquency is purely a social disease.
Hey, I got a social disease! _
So take him to a social worker.
Which one?
That one!
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] Dear, _ _ [Gbm] kindly social worker, [Gm] they tell me get a job.
[Eb] Like be a soda jerker, [Ab] which means like be a slob.
It's not I'm antisocial, [Db] I'm only anti-works.
[B] _ [Bb] Glory Oski, [Ab] that's why I'm [D] a jerk!
Yes, [G] officer Cobb-T, you've done it again!
This [A] boy don't need a job, he needs a [D] year in the pen.
[G] It ain't just a question of [C] misunderstood.
_ [A] Down inside him, he's no good!
I'm no [Bb] good!
We're no good, we're no [F] good, we're no good, ain't good.
[Gm] Like a [C] bad dog I [D] just told that story. _ _
_ _ The trouble is he's lazy.
[Eb] The trouble is he drinks.
The trouble is he's [Ab] crazy.
The trouble is he's dank.
The trouble is he's growing.
[Fm] The [Bbm] trouble is he's grown.
[B] Grumpy, [Bb] we've [Dm] got troubles [D] of our own.
[Bb] Officer _ Grumpy, [F] we're down on our knees.
[C] Cause no one wants [Eb] a fellow with [F] a social [G] disease.
_ [Bbm] _
Officer [F] Grumpy, what are we [Bm] to do?
_ _ [C] We, Officer [Db] [C] Grumpy, _ [Em] grump you!
[F] _ _ _ _