[Spoken]Welcome back to the Tuba Zone

[instrumental intro with tuba-driven bassline]

[Verse 1]

I was the kid in the back of the band room,

Too loud, too weird, too big with my brass boom.

They said I’d never fit the mold they drew —

Guess they never heard a sub-bass like a tuba can do.

Marching in circles, trying to find my lane,

Dragging that bell through the wind and the rain.

But every wrong turn kept leading me here,

Where the low-end shakes and the misfits cheer.

[Pre‑Chorus]

Now the lights go down, and the crowd leans in,

And the beat hits hard like a second skin.

All the noise in my head starts turning to truth —

I was never too much, I was just uncouth.

[Chorus]

’Cause I was born to tuba —

Blast the bass and break the stupor

Every note they said was “too bizarre”

Is the sound that’s taking me this far.

Yeah, I was born to tuba —

Let the brass ignite the future.

In this EDM of thunder and bloom,

I finally found my room to boom.

[Drop]

TU-BA, TU-BA — shake the floor, shake that brass.

TU-BA, TU-BA — this is what I’m built to do, yeah.

[Verse 2]

I used to hide in the back of the lineup,

Now I’m the pulse making whole crowds rise up.

Producers said, “Kid, that horn won’t fly,”

Till I bent that bell and electrified.

Now the stems hit hard with a brass distortion,

Side‑chained breath like a heartbeat portion.

Every oddball piece of me they dismissed

Is the hook they crave in the drop they missed.

[Pre‑Chorus]

Now the lights go down, and the crowd leans in,

And the beat hits hard like a second skin.

All the noise in my head starts turning to truth —

I was never too much, I was just uncouth.

[Chorus]

’Cause I was born to tuba —

Blast the bass and break the stupor.

Every note they said was “too bizarre”

Is the sound that’s taking me this far.

Yeah, I was born to tuba —

Let the brass ignite the future.

In this EDM of thunder and bloom,

I finally found my room to boom.

[Breakdown]

Ring that bell

Unleash he'll!

Bass goes boom

Tuba in the room!

Show some class

Shake that brass!

Drop it

[Drop]

[Bridge]

Let the bell ring out for the ones unheard,

For the too‑loud kids with the too‑strange words.

If you’ve ever felt like you don’t belong —

Come stand by me, we’ll rewrite the song.

[Final Chorus]

Born to tuba —

Born to shake the stupor.

Born to turn the outcast tune

Into something that fills the room.

Born to tuba —

Born to blast the future.

In this brass‑bass world I bloom,

I finally found my room to boom

[Instrumental outro]