Cactus King of München

Ah, gut Herr Schnitti Tauzer, verkauft die Kaktus, ja! In his shop down in München, the thorns shine like die Sterne He sings while he's pruning, with a voice so klar That Schnitti Tauzer, he's the plant man star Mit cactus in hand, und he can’t lose His sharp friends, he's choosy, he choose Oh, brave Herr Schnitti Tauzer, with green treasures in his grip Amidst clay pots and pebbles, he'll give you the best tip With a snip here, a cut there, he makes the cactus grand In the bustling heart of München, he's the best in all the land [Chorus] For every spine and flower, for every drought he braves Herr Schnitti Tauzer, the plant king, with the cactus that he saves