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I am a man of honor and I am mortified
By your litany of slurs
Such a lot of words
Oh dear
Madam, I challenge you to a duel
My second warned you to be careful
That bell can't be unrung
Madam, you mistake me for a bumpkin
It's clear you're yelling something
Oh, please don't burst a lung
You are an unfit rival
By spirits taught to sing
But a tune so twisted now
Like all that's sweet's gone sour
Oh dear
Madam, you mistake me for a fool
Yes, your little dog may hold the pistols
Although he seems high strung
Madam, I challenge you to a duel
My second warned you to be careful
That bell can't be unrung
Can't be unrung
Can't be unrung
Madam, I Challenge You to a Duel was written by John Linnell & John Flansburgh.
Madam, I Challenge You to a Duel was produced by They Might Be Giants & Patrick Dillett.
They Might Be Giants released Madam, I Challenge You to a Duel on Mon Jan 12 2015.
John Flansburgh:
The entire conceit of the song is that it’s about an extremely formal person, like the kind of person that would challenge someone to a duel — only that the twist is that they are challenging a lady to a duel, which breaks every code of behavior in the world of dueling. This is not...