It was a friday, there was a buzz on the buzz of freedom
And teenage love, I heard the bass drum, but I couldn't hear a thing
Hey Ken, can you turn it up?
Still, all the kids scream and the fields roll by
But then you, jumped, walked in a very straight line
I heard the radio man coming down like a lifeline
Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see we 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 sheet bike on my way down the drive
I closed my guitar case and I flat from the tie
The race was on, fifteen years old
Nothing gets in the way, with a chance remote control
And it was so easy, in thinking light want to like a candelabro at
morning to
Lit up like a Milky Way, I will change it with you
Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see we we are warriors
Warriors, I see the smoke in the night sky
I think I smell a warrior
Tonight, we are warriors
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Warriors, we were the kids from the country
Keepin' it real in the suburbs
But I see we we are warriors
Warriors, I see the smoke in the night sky
I think I smell a warrior
Tonight, we are warriors
Oh
Oh