all the girls from back in high school Who actually spoke to me Even though i was a fat kid and a marching band geek I hope this song finds you well
nostalgia But there are no features Look at ourselves through a porthole The passage of time See that sunny day that we snuck out, hid under the bleachers Kissed as the band marched
: Come all you gallant heroes, And along with me combined I'll sing a song, it won't take long, Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth They're a band of men brave
and saying And when I traded a smoke for a food stamp dollar A ridiculous marching band started playing And got me singing along with some half-hearted victory song
bande Vrai caid, ouais man Mais personne nous controle Vraiment a part le fric Le sale fric Question de sous Plus vifs qu'un sale flic Rien ne marche
march for love today the band strikes up and they're playing our song Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the broken hearts parade and I've never been better then I am today March
likes you!] [written and sung by Mike Dirnt] I fell asleep while watching spike TV After 10 cups of coffee And you're still not here Dreaming of a song
: When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, would you be the savior of the broken
: Cold autumn rain, fields new-plowed A sludgy bane, far from home The time has come, our troops march on A silent hum, a cheerful song Den snoiga nord
tell the local bands down at the bar that he's The Critic. Yea, I can hook you up, I know everybody, in the business. He flunked junior high band he couldn't march
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I know this song, it ain't never gonna end Gonna march you up and down along the county line Take you to the leader of the band Just like Crazy Otto
Hell yes! [CHORUS:] Music make the world go round Where it goes (where it goes) Ya' just don't know (ya just don't know) My heart is like a marching band
No hungry mouths to feed From a distance we are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace They're the songs