Author's Notes: Sorry this has been coming in spurts…I had more free time at the beginning of the school year and now I'm bogged down with work, particularly American History, and now our school is making a TV show and I'm on the script production crew (how cool is that!) so I'll be working with that a lot. Maybe I'll post some of the stuff I come up with to see what kind of feedback there is. Anyway, this is one of the last songs. There is at least one more after this, maybe two…I haven't decided yet. I'm still accepting ideas for another Musical-Bandfic, so if you have any suggestions, leave them in your review!

What you Play

Flute: Don't breathe too deep

Don't play all day

Dive in to drills

March the other way

That drip of worth

That pint of fame

Leads the way

Just play the game

You're playing in the Marching Band

At the beginning of the school year

You're playing in the Marching Band

Where you're marching everyday

And when you're playing in the Marching Band

At the beginning of the school year

You're what you play

Trumpet: The drill maker cannot see

And the drum major cannot hear

Yet I see drill sheets everywhere

And the drum beats in my ear

Just straighten your shoulders

Don't put your instrument down

Just don't let go

Or you may drown

Trombone: You're playing in the Marching Band

At the beginning of the school year

You're playing in the marching band

School pride we must display

And when you're playing in the Marching Band

At the beginning of the school year

You're what you play

So I play not a note

I escape and ape this song

I am not an outcast-I belong

(In Canon-listen to the song, especially for this part)

Percussion & Band Front: What was it about that night

Perfection, in a dissenting age

For once the mistakes turned into rights

For once I could have took the stage

Drum Majors: (simultaneously)

(1): Hey there, I hear you, I hear it, I see it, I see it, my drill!

(2): Hey you, I see you, I see it, I hear it, I hear it, my song!

(1): Someone help, show me the score, I need to conduct it my own way, in four!

(2): One song glory, under the skies!

Clarinet: Staying in the Marching Band

During the whole school year

We're staying in the Marching Band

To make our presence known

And when you're staying in the Marching Band

During the whole school year

You're not alone

I'm not alone

All: You're not alone

(Strike pose!)