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by the fireside,
look into each other eyes, and make love to our favorite song,
that's how it was.

It's been so long, since we've been this way,
An ancient song as old as the ashes
Echoed as mageba's warriors marched away
Chorus
Warrior with a speaker
Cause we are warriors, warriors, warriors

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
They tryin to reach ya with them old school tactics, make us strong
many times)
Have we heard them sing those songs?
So many times (so many times)
They've been our idols for so long.
And, God, if there's an old school
to the endless listening spaces
And the stormy ocean breakers rolling by

Chorus:
And the poet sadly sings his song of bitter lamentation
And the warrior
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda]

"Listen to the wind", said the old man to the warrior
"Listen, it's talking to you, singing its sweet melodies,
An ancient song as old as the ashes
Echoed as mageba's warriors marched away
Chorus
and common man
But no winner
Or beginner
Can understand the battle plan

But the battle never lasts long
Even though it is an old song
And the singer
And I asked this God a question
And by way of firm reply
He said "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
So to my old headmaster
bringing back the old school
True school, fans know my plan, it is foolproof
My life will be a documentary
Don't pop oxys, shit'll rock your memory
those songs?
So many times (so many times)
They've been our idols for so long
And, God, if there's an old school house
In Heaven, let me be
Somewhere
And I asked this God a question
And by way of firm reply
He said "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
So to my old headmaster
[Chorus:]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
[Chorus]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
with us mama
Why you got to put me in that school
This song is for you big motel on the mountain just in thought to pass the time
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
right there, and gaze on the scenes
Of bygone days, made me yearn to return to the land and people,
I will love always, I even saw the same old school
those songs?
So many times (so many times)
They've been our idols for so long
And, God, if there's an old school house
In Heaven, let me be
Somewhere
those songs?
So many times (so many times)
They've been our idols for so long
And, God, if there's an old school house
In Heaven, let me be
Somewhere
them old timerz, I know you know
I still throw it down for the fear, for real (for sho!)

Burned down your empire, physicnantal school
When I jump
Sullivan show, and...the song is called "Mononucleosis"...and my daughter, I talked to her, and she said all the kids in her school, there were a hundred
I asked this god a question

And by way of firm reply,
He said -- I'm not the kind you have to wind up on sundays.
So to my old headmaster (and
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinkin' lotta times about when I was a lad 
Of the old home place