Johnny Vorbeck
 There was a little dutchman, his name was Johnny Vorbeck.
He was a dealer in sausages and saurkraut and speck.
 He made the finest sausuages that evermore were seen.
Till one day he invented a wonderful sausage machine.
chorus: Mister Mister Johnny Vorbeck, how could you be so mean,
 I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine.
Now all the neighbors cats and dogs will never more be seen,
They'll all be ground to sausages in Johnny Vorbeck's machine.
One day a little fat boy came walking in the store,
He bought a pound of sausages and laid them on the floor.
He began to whistle, he whistled up a tune,
 And all the little sausages went dancing round the room.
One day the darn thing busted, the darn thing wouldn't go,
 So Johnny Vorbeck, he climbed inside to see what made it so.
His wife she had a nightmare, and walking in her sleep,
 She gave the thing a hell of a yank, and Johnny Vorbeck was meat.