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Tuning: E A D G B E
This is definitely a tough song to pull off, but such a great song. For one thing it's fast, there's lots of chord changes, they're mostly barres, and it modulates up a half step every verse. I submitted two versions of it, one with the modulations and one with every verse in C, but alas this site rejected it because they don't want two ways of playing a song in one submission. Oh well, easy enough to transpose all to C if you want an easier version. Any chord I put in [brackets] means it's optional. I play all my dim chords as a movable shape. For example G#dim is 4x343x (and barre the 3rd fret) On each verse the "Dear" starts on a flatted 5th note. Very odd and nice to set the new key. Can play a B7b5 (7x786x) there to get fancy, but very optional. Not sure about the second chord (during "gotta understand"), I've seen it written as B/C, but I can't make that sound right. Comments definitely invited. Bass riff (adjust for each verse/key by moving up the neck): e|------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------| G|---------1----------------3-1-------------| D|---1-4-----4-2-1------1-4-----4-2-1-------| A|-2---------------4--2---------------4-2---| E|------------------------------------------| [Verse 1: key is B]
Dear Bkindly Sergeant Krupke, you gCotta understand, C7 F It's just our bringin' up-ke, that gets us out of hand. F7 A# Our mothers all are junkies, our fathers all are drunks. G#dim7Golly Moses, nF#7atcherly we're puBnks!
Gee, EOfficer Krupke, we're Bvery upset; We neF#7ver had the love that ev'ry chBild oughta get. We Eain't no dEmelinquents, we're mBisundersG#7tood. F#7Deep down inside us there is gBood!
There is good! There is Ggood, there is good, There is Duntapped good! A7 F#7 B [bass riff, end on modulation up 1/2 step] Like inside, the worst of us is good!
[Verse 2: key is C]
Dear Ckindly Judge, your Honor, myDb parents treat me rough. Db7 Gb With all their marijuana, they won't give me a puff. Gb7 B They didn't wanna have me, but somehow I was had. Adim7Leapin' lizards! TG7hat's why I'm so Cbad!
OfficFer Krupke, you're reCally a square; This G7boy don't need a judge, he needs an aCnalyst's care! It's jFust his neFmurosis that oCughta be cuA7rbed. G7He's psychologic'ly distCurbed!
I'm disturbed! We're diAbsturbed, we're disturbed, We're the mEbost disturbed, Bb7 G7 C [riff] Like we're psychologic'ly disturbed.
[Verse 3: key is C#]
My dC#addy beats my mommy, my Dmommy clobbers me D7 G My grandpa's always plastered, my grandma pushes tea. G7 B# My sister wears a mustache, my brother wears a dress. A#dim7Goodness gracious, tG#7hat's why I'm a meC#ss! [Yes!]
OfficF#er Krupke, you're reallC#y a slob. This G#7boy don't need a doctor, just a gC#ood honest job. SocF#iety's playF#med him a terriC#ble trickA#7, G#7And sociologic'ly he's sicC#k!
I am sick! We are sAick, we are sick, we are siEck, sick, sick, B7 G#7 C# [riff] Like we're socio-logically sick!
[Verse 4: key is D]
Dear Dkindly social worker, they teEbll me get a job Eb7 Ab Like be a soda jerker, which means like be a slob. Ab7 C# It's not I'm anti-social, I'm only anti-work. Bdim7Glory-osky! TA7hat's why I'm a Djerk! [EEk!]
OfficGer Krupke, you've Ddone it again. This A7boy don't need a job, he needs a Dyear in the pen. It Gain't just a Gmquestion of mDisundersB7tood; A7Deep down inside him, he's noD good!
I'm no good! We're no goBbod, we're no good! We're no Fearthly good, Like C7the best of us is no damn good! D
[Vesre 5: No modulation. Different people saying each line.]
The Dtrouble is he's crazy. The Ebtrouble is he drinks. The Eb7trouble is he's lazy. The Abtrouble is he stinks. The Ab7trouble is he's growing. The Dbtrouble is he's grown. [slow down] KBdimrupke, we got trA7oubles of our Down!
[Slower ending]
Gee, BbOfficer Krupke, we're dFown on our knees, 'Cause C7no one wants a fellow with aF social disease. Bb Bbm F Bb7 [pause] Gee, Officer Krupke, what are we to do? F C F [shave and a haircut…] Gee, Officer Krupke, FUCK YOU!