West Coast Groove

Well, here we are
Among the raging waves
The great wide open
Beyond the brave ones' graves.

Under the silver mountains
Where the North Sea raves
From the land of legends
From the home of the braves.

The elemental strain
The endless chase
Stretches far and wide
It's the golden grace.

Now let's set the stage
For the Norsemen we are
And let's stomp the pace
Throughout this place.

Behold
The West Coast groove
We're the Norsemen
We're marching on
Now heed
The West Coast groove
We're the Norsemen
Our course is true.

Well, here we are again
To rock the tidal waves
Still rugged and weathered
As the North Sea crave.

We're brothers in arms
We stand together
As Nordic charms
As dragons forever.

Behold
The West Coast groove
We're the Norsemen
We're marching on
Now heed
The West Coast groove
We're the Norsemen
Our course is true.