Band On the Moon
On the bus,
On the bus,
On the bus,
Again.
Practicing the beats,
On the back of a seat,
All I can feel,
The beat on my seat too.
Cause we're the band on the moon,
Gettin' ready for the contest,
Got my black dress on,
Ready to be the best.
Got my music in my hand,
We're the band on the moon,
We the best in the land.
Got my mallets in my hand,
Sweatin' in places I've never been,
Got the tempo goin',
We about to begin.
Now then that's over,
We got sight readin',
People don't know that,
We be beatin' them.
Cause we're the band on the moon,
Gettin' ready for the contest,
Got my black dress on,
Ready to be the best.
Got my music in my hand,
We're the band on the moon,
We the best in the land.
Newmmmmmm,
Newnewmmmmmmmm,
Newmnewmnewmnewmmmmmmm,
Hey.
On the bus again,
Director on board,
Holdin' up our trophy,
We all yellin' "Thank you lord".
Cause we're the band on the moon,
Gettin' ready for the contest,
Got my black dress on,
Ready to be the best.
Got my music in my hand,
We're the band on the moon,
We the best in the land.
We the best,
We the best,
We the best,
Double time.
Copyright © Mackenzie Brooke | Year Posted 2012
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