Warriors

It was a Friday, there was that buzz on the bus, of freedom,
And teenage love, I heard the bass drop,
But I couldn’t hear a thing, «Hey Ken, can you turn it UP!»
Still, all the kids screamed and the fields rolled by,
But Daniel Johns walked in a very straight line,
I heard the radio magic comin' down like a life line…
Warriors
We were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see, we are Warriors
Warriors
I see the smoke in the night sky
I think I smell a Warrior
Tonight, we are Warriors
I got the shit bike on my way down the drive,
I curse my guitar case and the flat front tyre
But the race was on, at 15 years old,
Nothing gets in the way of remote control
And it was so easy, everything came like it wanted to,
Like a candelabra in the morning dew,
Lit up like the Milky Way, I wouldn’t change it, would you?
Warriors
We were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see, we are Warriors
Warriors
I see the smoke in the night sky
I think I smell a Warrior
Tonight, we are Warriors
Warriors
We were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see, we are Warriors
Warriors
I see the smoke in the night sky
I think I smell a Warrior
Tonight, we are Warriors