Makes you wish that you never had been born
And scorn
The ones whose parts aren't so forlorn.
Hear the baritone's chords so low
Sometimes I just really want to go
And blow
In the bass clef, that would be joy.
I beg to play an octave lower than this line
I'm third clarinet, this fate should not be mine
15ma.
Hear the drummer who needs no voice
If I played that, then I could rejoice.
The choice
To play clarinet didn't say
I'd be playing notes up so high
I thought there was a reason my
Part says "third" not "first", why oh why?
The representative from the flute section has the podium.
(Flutist says:) Please follow your conductor!
Repeat signs are your punishment.
Pulverize the weak-lunged third parts
That criticize the notes. (Clarinetist continues:) I went
Rip rip to this stupid sheet.
Transpose the parts that don't agree.
Endurance trials, blowing high notes
Is not the way that's meant for me.
Just cause...just cause because I play third part!
(Repeat verses as needed.)