Franz was getting hot and sore,
Pacing up and down the floor,
Researching antecedents which
He found in 1934.
But Franz could not, for all his tryin'
Get the other guys to buy-in,
He swore old Villa was the pillar,
But maybe it ain't so...

All the professorés swear
They'd heard of his repute somewhere
They only lost the footnote source
When the winds began to blow.
Ohhhh, ohh, the winds began to blow....