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Grab your horn and water bottle
Learn to march, intense, full-throttle
In the sun that's glaring down
in this snobby, State-champ town

Have to flaunt what you just learned
How you've grown and how you've burned
Learning drill charts and memorizing tunes
to entertain the football goons
and keep the cheerleaders from being idle
and recharge the team to keep their title
despite the sun that's glaring down
in this spoiled, State-champ town

The parents expect no less than best
make the mothers so impressed
They'll gladly pay come next July
and make their children wonder why
they took band instead of choir
when their shorts start catching fire
while they're playing their marching show
in front of boyfriends, friends, and foe
when they stay after school each day
listening to what the director will say
under the sun that's glaring down
in this stupid, State-champ town


XD It had to happen. You had to see the poetic side of the Relm, and it -had- to be about band.

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You're telling me that there's no hope.

I'm telling you you're wrong.

Nice. Absolutely true as well. My town WAS a state-champ town 3 years ago, and I HATED it. Everyone was obsessed "ZOMG WE ARE T3H BESTEST EVEN THOUGH WE 4R3 P00R B3C4US3 OF T3H 1LL3G4L IMMIGR4|\|7sz0rz!!!"

Makes 'em forget that they're lazy good-for-nothin' taxpayers' money-wastin' welfare people for a few minutes.

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The island bathes in the sun's bright rays
Distant hills wear a shroud of grey
A lonely breeze whispers in the trees
Sole witness to history

ICO-You were there-

do you have sheet music for it? when i read it it was going to the tune of some stupid country song. aarrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh! it hurts!

looks good though.

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C#ADAAABbGAAAFAGAEAFADAEAC#AFADAEAC#ADAAABbAGAA
AEAFADAGAEAFADAEAC#AD

That's pretty good, pretty darn good. For some reason, the little voice inside my head fired up the bass and started reading that …-la rap song. I told it to shut up and find another genre but it never listens.

I would guess this is more of a poem than a song, but it works quite well either way. Thumbs up.

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"Judge not a man by his thoughts and words, but by
the quality and quantity of liquor in his possession
and the likelyhood of him sharing."

I think it is pretty funny. Is this venting of some sort?

This post has been edited by Rujuken on 27th July 2005 06:11

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-- You're Gonna Carry That Weight --