The Marching Band Song
(to the tune of The Animal Song by Savage Garden)

When roll stepping and uniforms are running through your head
And colorguard with flags galore are running everywhere
Football makes me nervous, people throwing balls too far
I've got to break away
So take my hand now

Cause I want to march with the marching band
Careless and free like the marching band
I want to live
I want to march through the field
With a plume on my head and black socks on my feet

I don't have any difficulties sitting in the crowd
Feelings and emotions are getting way too loud
Rap and country tell the truth, they never lie
Which one's more like music
There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion on the field
Compassion in your hands, yeah, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you put me in the band, yeah, yeah

Cause I want to march with the marching band
Careless and free like the marching band
I want to live
I want to march through the field
With the a plume on my head and black socks on my feet

Sometimes the crowd can get you down
It's so confusing
There's no place to go
And I feel it
Cause I just march away in my mind

Roll stepping and uniforms running through your head
Colorguard with flags galore are running everywhere
Rap and country tell the truth, they never lie
Which one's more like music
There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion on the field
Compassion in your hands, yeah, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you put me in the band, yeah, yeah

Cause I want to march with the marching band
Careless and free like the marching band
I want to live
I want to march through the field
With a plume on my head and black socks on my feet