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.