Keep on walking down the line~
Keep on walking down the line~
Keep on walking down that street~
Keep on walking down the line~

I think there's a storm comin'
The marching in the streets got the city floors thumpin'
The warships are that the shores, something's about to happen at any minute yet we march on
We're walking into Hell willingly
I stand proud amongst the men of my infantry
Cannons burst like drums for the symphony and chaos about to begin
But this is our song

Awh, The skies have never been clearer
I guess it's God's way to let us know that he's near us
So we let out a *cheer*, just so he know that he'll hear us
With enough force to clear the thought, we dropped the Salt Bomb
Just a couple more blocks to the beach
I can taste the dust cutting my teeth
We're ready for whatever's about to erupt
And with our weapons up and ready, we march on

Keep on walking down the line~
Keep on walking down the line~
Keep on walking down that street~
Keep on walking down the line~