Once there was a Dutchman, his name
was Johnny Verbeck\
And Johnny was a dealer in sausages and speck
Johnny owned a meat shop;
the finest ever seen,
And one day he invented a sausages machine.

Oh, Mr. Mr. Johnny Verbeck
How could you be so mean
I'd told you you'd be sorry for
Inventing that machine.
Now all the neighbor's cats and
dogs will never more be seen.
They'll all be ground to sausages
In Johnny Verbeck's machine. Bang

One day a little Dutch boy came
walking in the store.
He bought a pound of sausages and
laid them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle, he
whistled up a tune,
All the little sausages went dancing
around the room.


One day the machine got busted;
the darn thing wouldn't go,
So Johnny Verbeck, he crawled inside
To see what made it so.
His wife she had a nightmare, and
walking in her sleep,
She gave the crank a heck of a yank
and Johnny Verbeck was meat.