Thrice your Senior
Now the old school, becomes the new school . . .
Watch the old school, educate the new school !
(Verse-1)    Shout out to all the players, all the hours – (Learning to kill at music).   
Bustin’ up all those strings, broke sticks flyin’ yeah – (Practice alone for hours).   
All the concerts, all the bands, we been playin’ hard with bleedin’ hands, And the record company says we’re old – (We are the ones that brought rock).   
We’re callin’ out to all our peers, who stood in line for all those years Let’s rock it through our golden years – (70’s rock generation).   

(Chorus)    And we are once, twice, thrice your senior – (Ain’t out shoppin’ for juniors).    We are once, twice, thrice you age – (Done concerts since EONS).    We’ve got one, twice, thrice your wisdom – (Bleed for the music).    It ain’t never ever, ever gunna change – Thrice your senior !
Age is in the mind you know, oh age is in the mind . . .
Age is in the mind you know, yo record company blind !
(Verse-2)    Pickin’ off all the solos, learnin’ drum rolls – (Practicing Rhoads and Dio).    Playin’ in sleazy dives, you buy your tickets – (Tryin’ to get a contract).    Lump your gear from here to there, then smoke is risin’ in the air You push to give a killer show – (Tryin to get your notice).    Break a string and miss a note, you come up with an antidote . . . Pro no matter ‘till the end – (Savin’ the face of the band now).   

(Chorus)    And we are once, twice, thrice your senior – (Ain’t out shoppin’ for juniors).    We are once, twice, thrice you age – (Done concerts since EONS).    We’ve got one, twice, thrice your wisdom – (Bleed for the music).    It ain’t never ever, ever gunna change – Thrice your senior !

Thrice your senior ! ! ! You think you’ll tell us we’re too old, we’ve got some molten rockin’ soul. Ignore us if you will, but don’t, we’re gunna rock you with our joint !

(Verse-3)    We actually play our music, sing our songs and – (Don’t need AUTO-TUNE).
Literally trained live players, rockin’ slayers – (And kick with vintage gear).
We maybe don’t have much more hair, our face is lined but we don’t care, We’re dedicated to the rock – (We’re the rock generation).    We’ll bring our music ‘till the end, the sound of rock we do defend, so let's Lay it down and then press send – (Keepin’ it on the real).   

(Chorus)    And we are once, twice, thrice your senior – (Ain’t out shoppin’ for juniors).    We are once, twice, thrice you age – (Done concerts since EONS).    We’ve got one, twice, thrice your wisdom – (Bleed for the music).    It ain’t never ever, ever gunna change !