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 And 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 seems? 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 And let the giant come crashing down
Let us cleanse this force 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 And let the giant come crashing downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
