The wisdom of the ages
Resides in yellowed pages
These reams of ancient scrolls
They hold the secrets of old
All the knowledge of today (hey, hey)
Never have made it to the page (oh, hey)
If not for the scribes and scrolls
What is written in these sacred tomes (yo, yo)
To this teaching he is fated
This knowledge can't be taken
He'll read them till he's old
Unlock the secrets that they hold
The past, the present, the future
Preserved for every suitor
All the knowledge of today (hey, hey)
Never have made it to the page (oh, hey)
If not for the scribes and scrolls
What is written in these sacred tomes (yo, yo)
If you see him passing by
With a scroll from the archive
Ask about a future
Where he's your lifelong daily tutor (wise-guy)
The past, the present, the future
Preserved for every suitor
All the knowledge of today (hey, hey)
Never have made it to the page (oh, hey)
If not for the scribes and scrolls
What is written in these sacred tomes (yo, yo)