Windbag
© Jeffrey James Culling & Giuseppe Valdo Conte
All Instruments and Vocals Joe Conte
Big fat neighbour man
Came knocking on my door
Came down here to tell me
He don't like my dog no more
Said I left the gate
So my dog could chase his cat
Now I've got to tell him
It didn't go down like that.
He's just a windbag
All mouth and trousers
King of the grousers
He's a windbag.
Watched him getting hot and bothered
Madder by degrees
With his big fat neighbour hat
And his crotch down to his knees
Said I should get to know the cat
And then I'd come to love it
Told him he could keep the moggy
Told him he could shove it.
He's a windbag
All mouth and trousers
King of the grousers
He's a windbag.
Says my dog's a menace,
Shouldn't be on the lose
I said my dog's a super dog.
Full of natural juice
Told him I don't want him down here
Ringing on my bell
Told him he should take a jump
And take his cat as well.
He's a windbag
All mouth and trousers
King of the grousers
He's a windbag.
