(an outtake that will surface somewhere, at some point...)      The beadle says I killed them all   My wife, my screaming child   I'm dying in the morning   And they wonder why I smile   So I'll sit and write my memoirs   Of a life upon the stage   And hope to die of middle age      Jim crow the abyssinian   Has sung his final song   The grand turk of senoa   Always gets his english wrong   He could just say "shallaballa"   But he'd say that word three times   And nobody knows my crimes      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      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      The executioner arrives   Jack ketch is that man's name   He thinks he's gonna hang me   But he doesn't know my game   I can't get my head into his noose   He's gonna show me how   And I'm gonna hang him now      I'm ready for the devil   And I see that he's appeared   Like mr.faust before me   I will pull old satan's beard   So for toby my old terrier   And everyone of you   I'm gonna kill him too      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