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Poll Results
| Option | Votes |
| Gee, Officer Krupke, Krup you! | 9 |
| Gloryosky! That's why I'm a jerk! | 7 |
| Hey, I'm depraved on account I'm deprived. | 4 |
| I'm only anti-work. | 2 |
| My grandma pushes tea. | 2 |
| Hey, I got a social disease! | 2 |
| Our fathers all are drunks. | 1 |
| I'm no good! | 1 |
| Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed. | 1 |
| With all their marijuana, | 1 |
| They won't give me a puff. | 1 |
| We're disturbed, we're disturbed, | 1 |
| Leapin' lizards! That's why I'm so bad! | 1 |
| Which means like be a schumck. | 1 |
| He's psychologic'ly disturbed! | 1 |
| My ma's an S.O.B. | 1 |
| The trouble is he drinks. | 1 |
| 'Cause no one wants a fellow with a social disease. | 1 |
| This boy don't need a doctor, just a good honest job. | 1 |
| Krupke, we got troubles of our own! | 1 |
| Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks! | 1 |
| I am sick! | 0 |
| We are sick, we are sick, | 0 |
| We are sick, sick, sick, | 0 |
| Like we're sociologically sick! | 0 |
| Like be a soda jerker, | 0 |
| In my opinion, this child don't need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease! | 0 |
| So take him to a social worker! | 0 |
| They say go earn a buck. | 0 |
| Dear kindly social worker, | 0 |
| It's not I'm anti-social, | 0 |
| Gee, Officer Krupke, | 0 |
| We're down on our knees, | 0 |
| Officer Krupke, you've done it again. | 0 |
| Gee, Officer Krupke, | 0 |
| The trouble is he's grown. | 0 |
| The trouble is he's growing. | 0 |
| The trouble is he stinks. | 0 |
| The trouble is he's lazy. | 0 |
| The trouble is he's crazy. | 0 |
| Like the best of us is no damn good! | 0 |
| We're no earthly good, | 0 |
| We're no good, we're no good! | 0 |
| Deep down inside him, he's no good! | 0 |
| It ain't just a question of misunderstood; | 0 |
| This boy don't need a job, he needs a year in the pen. | 0 |
| What are we to do? | 0 |
| And sociologic'ly he's sick! | 0 |
| Lemme tell it to the world! | 0 |
| That's a touchin' good story. | 0 |
| Like inside, the worst of us is good! | 0 |
| There is untapped good! | 0 |
| There is good, there is good, | 0 |
| There is good! | 0 |
| Deep down inside us there is good! | 0 |
| We're misunderstood. | 0 |
| We ain't no delinquents, | 0 |
| We never had the love that ev'ry child oughta get. | 0 |
| Gee, Officer Krupke, we're very upset; | 0 |
| Our mothers all are junkies, | 0 |
| That gets us out of hand. | 0 |
| It's just our bringin' up-ke | 0 |
| You gotta understand, | 0 |
| Just tell it to the judge. | 0 |
| Dear kindly Judge, your Honor, | 0 |
| My parents treat me rough. | 0 |
| Society's played him a terrible trick, | 0 |
| Officer Krupke, you're really a slob. | 0 |
| Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess! | 0 |
| My brother wears a dress. | 0 |
| My sister wears a mustache, | 0 |
| My grandpa's always plastered, | 0 |
| My father is a bastard, | 0 |
| In the opinion on this court, this child is depraved on account he ain't had a normal home. | 0 |
| We're the most disturbed, | 0 |
| I'm disturbed! | 0 |
| It's just his neurosis that oughta be curbed. | 0 |
| This boy don't need a judge, he needs an analyst's care! | 0 |
| Officer Krupke, you're really a square; | 0 |
| But somehow I was had. | 0 |
| They didn't wanna have me, | 0 |
| Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke, | 0 |
― Abbott, Friday, 9 May 2008 20:03 (eighteen years ago)
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