There was a man named Dunderbeck, invented a machine,
For grinding things to sausage meat and it was run by steam.
Now kitchen cats and long-tailed rats will never more be seen,
They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine.
Oh Dunderbeck, oh Dunderbeck, how could you be so mean
To ever have invented the sausage meat machine?
Now long tailed rats and pussy cats will never more be seen,
They'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderbeck's machine.
One day a little fat boy came walking in the store.
He bought a pound of sausage and laid them on the floor.
Then he began to whistle, he whistled up a tune,
The sausages, they jumped, they barked, they danced 'round the room.
On day the thing got busted, the darn thing wouldn't go,
And Dunderbeck, he crawled inside to see what made it so.
His wife, she had a nightmare, she was walking in her sleep
She gave a yank and turned the crank and Dunderbeck was meat.
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