You must be getting pretty tired of the man who once inspired you
Going back on what he asked you to believe
All the promises of power from his glittering ivory tower
Where's the height that he once told you you'd achieve?
Those other men believe what you and I will never see
But I say why believe in place of proof
Let those others keep on praying; you know I'm only saying
What the others are afraid might be the truth
Well, they say nothing grows
'Til the oak has hit the ground
So let's clear the way, my boys
Let the giant come crashing down
Where are all the things you fought for?
All the dreams you shed your blood for?
Are they shabby now and fraying at the seams?
Was this your boyhood vision: to endure the world's derision
While the culprit sits and laughs behind the scenes?
Well, they say nothing grows
'Til the oak has hit the ground
So let's clear the way, my boys
Let the giant come crashing down
Let us cleanse this farce with fire;
Strike the fool who leads the liar
Let it all come crumbling down
Like the firebird from the ashes we will rise to lead the masses
The strongest will emerge to wear the crown
Well, they say nothing grows
'Til the oak has hit the ground
So let's clear the way, my boys
Let the giant come crashing down
Let's clear the way, my boys
Let the giant come crashing down