Will Atkinson - Marching Powder lyrics

Ayo, turn the lights down
Turn the fucking lights down
Forget all your bullshit
And listen to this

You want the bass?
Well, here's the bass

Ayo, turn the lights down
Turn the fucking lights down

Work all your life, get taxed, then you die
The weekend's my sanctuary, so fuck it, get high
I need to feel something, man, I need to escape
Society's fucked, I wanna go insane
I wanna feel the bass shaking my rib cage
The G-force bend my mind like a jet airplane
So lace up your boots, turn the system louder
And stomp your fucking feet like we're on marching powder

Stomp your fucking feet like we're on marching powder

Marching powder

We're on marching powder [2x]

There's no school like the oldschool
And I'm the fucking headmaster