As the snare clicks br My feet hit the ground br Steady with the beat br I can't look around br br To see the large crowd br All eyes on us br With an adience this size br We better not mess up br br The adrinaline's pumping br I'm ready to go br We stand at attention br waiting to start the show br br The drummajor counts off br And the music starts br We sound just fine br The beat matches my hearts br br I can smell the night air br And the freshcut grass on the field br The best smells in the world br To match the weopons we weild br br Friday night lights br Go well with the band br As we finish up br The adience claps and then stands br br Mark time mark br We march off to our seats br my uniform is uncomfortably tight br But I must say, our band is pretty sweet.