it landed foul on the grass
the players tried for a forward pass
with the jester on the sidelines, in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
'cause the players tried to take the field
the marching band refused to yield
do you recall what was revealed?
the day…the music died