Pretzel Man
He's the little pretzel man, he's got his twisted pretzel hands
He's got his a pretzel wife, that he's loved all his pretzel life
And he's got himself a pretzel girl, that they both brought into their world
And watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in pretzel land
Six days a week, when he wakes up
She will fill his coffee cup
Six days a week he is a working man
He wheels his wagon to the park
He sells pretzels 'till it's dark
But that's the only life that he understands
He's his own man
He's the little pretzel man, he's got his twisted pretzel hands
He's got that pretzel wife, that he's loved all his pretzel life
And he's got himself a pretzel girl, that they both brought into their world
But watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in pretzel land
On sunday, when they go to church
In the seventh pew they perch
They listen to his sermon and they believe
They're grateful for the food they ate
So they put their money in a plate
They've heard of hungry children and they grieve (they believe)
So we watch them all twist pretzels by hand, by hand
And if only we all lived in pretzel land
If only we could all be like that man
If only we all lived in pretzel , only we all lived in pretzel, only we all lived in pretzel ...land
Hombre de Pretzel
Él es el pequeño hombre de pretzel, tiene sus manos de pretzel retorcidas
Él tiene una esposa pretzel, a quien ha amado toda su vida de pretzel
Y tiene una hija pretzel, que trajeron al mundo juntos
Y los vemos a todos torcer pretzels a mano, a mano
Y si tan solo todos viviéramos en la tierra de los pretzels
Seis días a la semana, cuando se despierta
Ella le llena su taza de café
Seis días a la semana es un hombre trabajador
Él lleva su carreta al parque
Vende pretzels hasta que oscurece
Pero esa es la única vida que él entiende
Él es su propio hombre
Él es el pequeño hombre de pretzel, tiene sus manos de pretzel retorcidas
Él tiene esa esposa pretzel, a quien ha amado toda su vida de pretzel
Y tiene una hija pretzel, que trajeron al mundo juntos
Pero los vemos a todos torcer pretzels a mano, a mano
Y si tan solo todos viviéramos en la tierra de los pretzels
El domingo, cuando van a la iglesia
Se sientan en el séptimo banco
Escuchan su sermón y creen
Están agradecidos por la comida que comieron
Así que ponen su dinero en un plato
Han escuchado de niños hambrientos y se entristecen (creen)
Así que los vemos a todos torcer pretzels a mano, a mano
Y si tan solo todos viviéramos en la tierra de los pretzels
Si tan solo pudiéramos ser todos como ese hombre
Si tan solo todos viviéramos en pretzel, solo todos viviéramos en pretzel, solo todos viviéramos en pretzel ...tierra