[The following song is an anthem for blower-door technicians. Be proud: sing it loud! Or, if you can’t sing, just shout it out. My apologies to Baha Men.]

Who Let the Air Out?

For ten thousand dollars
The question is,
‘Who let the air out?’

Hey!
Who let the air out?
Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?
Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?

Well, the testing was nice, the blower door was blowin’ (Yippie-yi-yo!)
And the techs were having a ball (Ha! Ho! Yippie-yi-yo!)
Till the techs started name callin’ (Yippie-yi-yo!)
‘Must have been the plumber,’ I heard a tech mutter.

Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?
Who let the air out?
Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?

I saw the plumber’s pickup heading up the road.
He was skipping town with a heavy load!
Well, you’re not worth a plumber’s candle!
Back, you thief! You Sawzall vandal!

Gotta tell myself, “Now don’t get angry,” (Hey, Yippie-yi-yo)
Don’t start calling the plumber bad names (Yippie-yi-yo),
Some folks say, cussing is job-site normal! (Yippie-yi-yo)
Fail the blower test, and someone’s gotta take the blame.

Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?
Who let the air out?
Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?

Say, a house doesn’t work if it isn’t built tight.
(Make it tight, make it tight, and plug all the leaks)
A house won’t work if it isn’t built tight!
We’ll seal it up if it takes us weeks!

Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?
Who let the air out?
Who let the air out?
Who, who, who, who?

Well the plumber left me lots of holes…