M A R C H
Feel the sweat pour down your face,
Can't stop till you ace,
Must play it right,
Till its night,
Just a little higher,
Higher than the choir,
Now march farther,
Work Harder,
Must impress,
Then it's a sucess,
We strive for excellence,
We cannot be pessimists,
Must prove them wrong,
It's not just a song,
We march forward,
In more than one way
~HardcoreFrenchHorn~
