Lyrics

[Verse]
Trumpets sound the march of might
While someone battles gas in flight
The wind is strong the force is true
In this parade the funk ensues

[Verse 2]
Bass drums roll a thunderous beat
The crowd is laughing can't take a seat
The air is lively pungent game
In this fanfare there's no shame

[Chorus]
Marching to the beat of a rumbling tune
Farting and pooping under the noon
Flags wave high and spirits shine
In this gas parade we're feeling fine

[Verse 3]
Horn sections blare with every squeeze
Laughter echoes through the trees
No one can resist the call
Of this fanfare rolling like a ball

[Bridge]
It's a gas filled jubilee we cheer
No room for shame just joy and beer
We'll keep marching through the night
Farting pooping feeling light

[Chorus]
Marching to the beat of a rumbling tune
Farting and pooping under the noon
Flags wave high and spirits shine
In this gas parade we're feeling fine