When his feet touch the podium,
You know to shut your trap.
Like water on Sodium
He doesn't put up with crap.
His hands rise to signal the start.
When the tempo is tampered with,
The band falls apart,
No matter whom plays root, third, or fifth.
The bass drum is the most paid player.
He keeps the tempo strong,
And the music together,
The only thing left is the notes that are wrong.
The tempo is important and makes the band the best.
If the tempo is lost then there's no hope for the rest.