As I lace up my shoes, and button my spatz,
may each move of my foot be perfectly in step.
As I slip on my gloves, and put my mouthpiece in place,
let each note be a perfect and not squeek back in my face.
As I zip up my jacket, and put in my plume,
let me look perfect, and sound in tune.
As we step into block, and go to parade rest,
let the lights shine bright on us, 'cus we're the best of the best.
Let each movement match, and each song come together.
Let us all move as one, and not loose any feathers.
Let us complete our performance with standing ovation.
For we are the band, and we're representing a nation.
From the snap in our turn,
to the hearts beating in our chests.
My god bless each piece of our group,
as we take this first step...
And we start with the LEFT!