Onward we march
And we will not fail
To get eggs bread and milk or my tummy will wail
Then I'll feel dumb, my spirit mustn't wilt
So on to the store to get eggs, bread and milk
MARCH ON
The rain falls down
The lightning cracks [Thunder goes kaboom...get it?]
As I mount my steed (A faithful Honda Civic)
Out on the town, I'll not relax
'Til I get what I need (Because it's French toast Friday)
Pull into a parking space
But be careful to look both ways
I can see victory, like it's calling out to me
On ward we march
And we will not fail, to get eggs, bread and milk
Or my tummy will wail
Then I'll feel dumb
My spirit mustn't wilt
So into the store, now, for eggs bread and milk
MARCH ON
Inside a labyrinth deep
I'll find the things I seek
Through the twists and turns
Oh what a bounty we'll reap
This is not for the weak
For so long this I've yearned
Pull out from that parking space
But be careful to look both ways
The clouds above that once were grey
All clear now because it's French toast Friday
Home now we march
For we did not fail
To get eggs, bread and milk now my tummy won't wail
And I'll not feel dumb, my spirit will never wilt
'Cause I went to the store to get eggs, bread and milk
Onward we march
And we will not fail
To get eggs bread and milk or my tummy will wail
Then I'll feel dumb, my spirit mustn't wilt
So on to the store to get eggs, bread and milk
MARCH ON