Lyrics:

There is no rodeo in Joliet No great waterhole in Downer's Grove The old windbag blows, the old windbag blows Here the sky and the ground, here the sky and the dirt Share the same grey, grey No fun in the sun, no fun in the sun, where fish float The old windbag blows, the old windbag blows, the old windbag blows, the old windbag blows