Johnny was on holiday in Spain
this summer
he went outside to buy tomatos
to make ketchup, in his bathtub

He called his wife, Anna
I’m coming home for christmas to Vienna
And I’ve got a present, for you
I’ve got a present, for you
and it’s red !

The horse stood at the window
watching the lights glow
in the distance

Tourists passing by,
it asks itself why
are they so hungry

It is waiting
to be taken
to the slaughterhouse

It’s cold outside,
It’s christmas soon
Let’s go to the sausage saloon
A sausage for me
A sausage for you
Happy christmas in the sausage saloon

The dog is shaking
his bum is aching on the
cold ground outside

Snow flakes are falling
Icicles are growing
from his nose

He preaches to Johnny and Anna
Let me inside
Let me take a bite
Let me inside
Let me take a bite

It’s cold outside,
It’s christmas soon
Let’s go to the sausage saloon
A sausage for me
A sausage for you
Happy christmas in the sausage saloon

by Hannes, Steffi