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Şarkı Sözleri The radical gentleman Complained about my bell I said it was an organ And I rang that thing like hell The Objector backed me up on Any name I said it is And guess which one of them will live While riding on my hobby horse I was overthrown To the doctor I was sent To cure my broken bones He beat me without reason Til I had to give to him A taste of his own medicine They'll say that I'm an outlaw But I tell you, that I'm your friend You know I'm only in for Punching Judy again