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"Band, Parade Rest!" - "Riverside!"

((Here in the Warrior Band))

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Riverside High School Band
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"Band, Parade Rest!"


Do/Did you go to Riverside High? Are/Were you in the band?
Then this community is for YOU!

This community, parade_rest, was created solely for RHS band members. Here you can discuss anything pertaining to band, whether it be football games, festivals, practices, schedule changes, the (many) mishaps of our beloved fredo, drummers breaking stuff, getting mauled by the colorguard, or Ed! (our wonderful drum major), etc.. =)

"Riverside!"





RIVERSIDE BAND SONGS!

(To the tune of All-Star)

Somebody once told me, the band was gonna own me,
We aint the greatest band in the land.
We were lookin' kinda dumb with our sailor hats on,
In the shape of a boat on the field.

Well, the band starts coming and the streaker starts running,
Down from the field and we hit the ground running.
Didn't make sense not to play for fun,
The band gets smart but Fred gets dumb.

So much to do, so much to see,
so what's wrong with being a band geek?
You never know if you don't go,
Never play in the field show.

Hey now, you're a Warrior, get your instrument, go play,
Hey now, you're a band geek, get the show on, last place,

And all the glitters is Ed,
Last place trophies because of Fred.


It's a cold band, and they say it gets colder,
You're bundled up now but wait til' November.
The band parents all beg to differ,
Judging by the hole in the marching band picture.

The music we play, it's getting kinda old,
The marching's worse so we might as well fold.
My music's on fire, how about yours?
That's the way we like it and we'll never get awards.

Hey now, you're a Warrior, get your instrument, go play,
Hey now, you're a band geek, get the show on, last place,

And all the glitters is Ed,
Last place trophies because of Fred.


(music break)

Somebody once asked if I was woodwind or a brass,
I need to get myself away from this band.
I said yep, what a concept, I could use a new instrumet my self
And we could all use a couple of fans...

Well, the band starts comin' and the streaker starts runnin',
Down from the field and we hit the ground runnin'.
Didn't make sense not to play for fun,
The band gets smart but Fred gets dumb.

So much to do, so much to see,
So what's wrong with being a band geek?
You never know if you don't go,
Never play in the field show.

Hey now, you're a Warrior, get your instrument, go play,
Hey now, you're a band geek, get the show on, last place,

And all the glitters is Ed,
Last place trophies because of Fred.


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(To the tune of the Mickey Mouse song)

Who's the leader of the band that gives us lots of crap...
F-R-E, D-B-C, H-I-L-E-S
Who takes us to the festivals and makes us lose our ***
F-R-E, D-B-C, H-I-L-E-S

Fred B. Chiles
Beecher!
Fred B. Chiles
Beecher!

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