I played the clarinet since fourth grade A long time to wait for love Cause ever since Beverly Hills Cop The Heat Is On, I longed For the saxophone
My dad's concern was that the embouchure Was easy and might make my lips too weak To ever play a woodwind in an orchestra An experience he wanted for me
After three years it was time to switch to saxophone But the band director shook his head, forget it I'm up to my ears in tenors and altos And you're solid on the clarinet
With tears in my eyes I looked up at my dad Who looked back at the band director Don't you have any other openings He replied, I could use another drummer
I looked at my dad, he looked at me I nodded my head & he agreed To trade in my clarinet
To get my first drum set You know I couldn't even play a beat yet But I lugged it back to my room Made it boom crack boom All afternoon I had no regrets For trading in my clarinet To get my first drum set To get my first drum set To get my first drum set
I showed up early to the band room And heard some kid land a fill into a beat Oh how i pestered that poor drummer Begging him to show me repeatedly
To play sports about my feelings Being in my body not my head Oh it still sets my heart a reeling I would already be dead without
My first drum set I couldn't even play a beat yet But I lugged it back to my room Made it boom crack boom All afternoon I got no regrets For trading in my clarinet To get my first drum set To get my first drum set To get my first drum setTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.