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