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Drill can be a thrill

If you've got the inclination

To conform to regulations

You'll be there



Cleaning it can keep you fit

It's a feeling of elation

To be moving in formations

On the square



Oh, they say that the discipline

Is good for the soul

It's a thousand miles

Away from rock and roll



The massed band has come beating on the corner

The music is waiting to be played

Come on, along, get your feet moving

The Wombles are on parade!



The top brass are saluting to the colors

The ladies are reclining in the shade

Come on, along, get your boots on

The Wombles are on parade!



Please stand at ease

For nothing quite relaxes

Like the boots and tenor saxes

Of the band



The sound is all around

And it's come up to suggest that

Alexander's was the best band

In the land



When you hear the euphonium

You can't forget

That's it's just like dancing

If you keep in step



The massed band has come beating on the corner

The music is waiting to be played

Come on, along, get your feet moving

The Wombles are on parade!



The top brass are saluting to the colors

The ladies are reclining in the shade

Come on, along, get your boots on

The Wombles are on parade!



(instrumental)



Oh, they say that the discipline

Is good for the soul

It's a thousand miles

Away from rock and roll



The massed band has come beating on the corner

The music is waiting to be played

Come on, along, get your feet moving

The Wombles are on parade!



The top brass are saluting to the colors

The ladies are reclining in the shade

Come on, along, get your boots on

The Wombles are on parade!