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Paroles: Chaos Con Queso. Break.Step.Bridge..

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We hear the marching of footsteps

The rhythmic pulses of, "TEN HUP, TEN HUP, TEN HUP!"

The bridge that looms in the distance

Has lead our way with a, "TEN HUP, TEN HUP, TEN HUP!"



The book, it told me to say, "YES, SIR!"

The foot soldiers, they say a, "YES, SIR!"

The leader wants for us all to, "YES, SIR!"

Will footsteps quicken the fall? Well, "YES, SIR!"



Are you questioning me? Well, "NO, SIR!"

Have I not taught you to be? Well, "NO, SIR!"

My image thrust onto thee? Well, "NO, SIR!"

I always wanted to be a soldier!



Break-step, soldier

You cannot cross

Break-step, soldier

Put your arms down

Break-step, soldier

You cannot cross

Break-step, soldier

Put your arms down



The book it told me to say, "Yes, sir!"

The foot soldiers, they say a, "Yes, sir!"

The leader wants for us all to, "Yes, sir!"

Will footsteps quicken the fall?



If we allow them to cross

They'll surely break this bridge

With their rhythmic procession of perfect steps

And if we allow them to cross

They'll surely break this bridge

With their rhythmic procession of empty steps!



The book it told me to say, "Yes, sir!"

The foot soldiers, they say a, "Yes, sir!"

The leader wants for us all to, "Yes, sir!"

Will footsteps quicken the fall?

Are you questioning me? Well, "No, sir!"

Have I not taught you to be? Well, "No, sir!"

My image thrust onto thee? Well, "No, sir!"

I always wanted to be a soldier!