Wat ik nog moet leren voor zondag
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De tijd vliegt snel Gooi weg Wring uit Schaf af Rot op Maak schoon Krab weg Spuw uit Ruim af Geef op Scheer weg Was af Geen Muis Geen Pluis Mag achterblijven Spoel weg Knijp uit Stof af Poets op Dank af Stuur weg Pers uit Wrijf af Zeg op Snoei weg Ruk uit Neem af Wij willen nu Een schone lei Beschrijven Officer krupke Dear kindly sergeant Krupke You gotta understand It’s just our bringin upke That gets us outta 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 every child oughta get We ain’t no delinquents We’re misunderstood Deep down inside us 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 marihuana They won’t give me a puff They didn’t wanna have me But somehow I was had Leaping Lizzards 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 analists’ care It’s just his neurosis That ought to be curbed We’re psychologic’ly disturbed We’re disturbed, we’re the most disturbed Like we’re psychologic’ly disturbed My father is a bastard My ma’s an S.O.B. My grandpa’s allways plasterd 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 sociologic’ly he’s 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 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 We’re no good, we’re no earthly good Like the best of us is no damn good!
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De tijd vliegt snelGooi wegWring uitSchaf afRot opMaak schoonKrab wegSpuw uitRuim afGeef opScheer wegWas afGeen MuisGeen PluisMag achterblijvenSpoel wegKnijp uitStof afPoets opDank afStuur wegPers uitWrijf afZeg opSnoei wegRuk uitNeem afWij willen nuEen schone leiBeschrijven
Officer krupkeDear kindly sergeant KrupkeYou gotta understandIt’s just our bringin upkeThat gets us outta handOur mothers all are junkiesOur fathers all are drunksGolly Moses natcherly we’re punks
Gee officer KrupkeWe’re very upsetWe never had the loveThat every child oughta getWe ain’t no delinquentsWe’re misunderstoodDeep down inside us there is goodThere is good, there is untapped goodLike inside the worst of us is good
Dear kindly Judge your honor
My parents treat me roughWith all their marihuanaThey won’t give me a puffThey didn’t wanna have meBut somehow I was hadLeaping LizzardsThat’s why I’m so bad
Right! Officer KrupkeYou’re really a squareThis boy don’t need a judgeHe needs an analists’ careIt’s just his neurosisThat ought to be curbedWe’re psychologic’ly disturbedWe’re disturbed, we’re the most disturbedLike we’re psychologic’ly disturbed
My father is a bastardMy ma’s an S.O.B.My grandpa’s allways plasterdMy grandma pushes teaMy sister wears a mustacheMy brother wears a dressGoodness graciousThat’s why I’m a mess
Yes! Officer Krupke You’re really a slobThis boy don’t need a doctorJust a good honest jobSociety’s played himA terrible trickAnd sociologic’ly he’s sickWe are sick, We are sick, sick, sickLike we’re sociologically sick
Dear kindly social workerThey say go earn a buckLike be a soda jerkerWhich means like be a schmuckIt’s not I’m anti-socialI’m only anti-workGloryosky that’s why I’m a jerk
Eek! Officer Krupke,You’ve done it againThis don’t need a jobHe needs a year in the penIt ain’t just a question
Of misunderstoodDeep down inside him he’s no goodWe’re no good, we’re no earthly goodLike the best of us is no damn good!
The trouble is he’s crazyThe trouble is he drinksThe trouble is he’s lazyThe trouble is he stinksThe trouble is he’s growingThe trouble is he’s grownKrupke we gotTroubles of our ownGee officer KrupkeWe’re down on our knees‘cause no one wants a fellowWith a social diseaseGee, officer KrupkeWhat are we to do?Gee, officer KrupkeKrup you!
