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| - Meanwhile back at Dr. Eggman's ship, Young Simba was tied up to the mast by Eggman, while Scratch and Grounder tried to get Charmy, and the Badniks stood guard. Cinderella V/O: The little lost boy lion cub, Simba, thought Dr. Eggman was trying to get his revenge on Knuckles The Echidna and his friends. He wanted to kill the Ponyville to destroy it. But it was true, Simba hated Badniks. All Badniks. "No! No! I won't go with you!" Simba shouted furiously, as he kicked Eggman's head. "STOP KICKING, BOY!!" Eggman sharply yelled, as he continued, "There is money to be made. We can be rich."
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| - Meanwhile back at Dr. Eggman's ship, Young Simba was tied up to the mast by Eggman, while Scratch and Grounder tried to get Charmy, and the Badniks stood guard. Cinderella V/O: The little lost boy lion cub, Simba, thought Dr. Eggman was trying to get his revenge on Knuckles The Echidna and his friends. He wanted to kill the Ponyville to destroy it. But it was true, Simba hated Badniks. All Badniks. "No! No! I won't go with you!" Simba shouted furiously, as he kicked Eggman's head. "STOP KICKING, BOY!!" Eggman sharply yelled, as he continued, "There is money to be made. We can be rich." "Sir! This bee won't cooperate," Grounder groaned, as Charmy was standing, ignoring them, and sticking out his tongue. "He's not listening to us!" Scratch added harshly. ""Of course he's not listening to you, fools! For I, Dr. Eggman, let Knuckles and Amy go." Eggman said, as he leaned closer to Simba. "But I don't want to go near that mob. I hate your Badniks! They don't like me!" Young explained. "And do you think I love my Badinks." Eggman chuckled as he said, "What a beautiful world without Badniks." Simba sighed sadly, thinking he would never see Knuckles, Amy, Tails, Angel, and the others again. "But, at last one good with resist with Badniks." Eggman said. "And indeed, it's then better to be crowded, and rich... then crowded... and...poor." Then he started to sing. Dr. Eggman: When the day is good,And the wind is dry,And the goose is hanging high,I can't work like other men doWhen the goose is hanging high.When the sun is brightIn the big, blue sky,And the goose is hanging high,The devil steals my heart awayWhen the goose is hanging high.Gold and silver on my mindMischief in my soulI wanna live like the rich man livesWith life in my control!When the day is bad,And the wind is wet,And the goose is flying low,I gotta work like other men do,When the goose is flying low.ButWhenTheDay is good,And the wind is dry,And the goose is hanging high.I can't work like other men doWhen the goose is hanging high!WhenThe goose is hanging high!
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