Warriors - Lisa Mitchell

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