Bob Seger

It's the age of reason
for the anarchist
It's a change of venue
for the lobbyist
It's a dream of justice
buried in the grist
It's a secret briefing
based on need to know
It's a condescending rationale
from a command control
Feel the sense of wonder
at the overthrow
It's a rite of passage
through a hurricane
Through a rolling thunder
through a screaming rain
Hear the shriek of Abel
hear the cry of Cain
And Abraham will take his son
Five billion years from now
the cruelty will be done
Make a destination
Of the greater truth
Make 'em hang their heads
and eat their words
When you find the proof
This is all you're given
It's your only move
It's a rite of passage
for the everyman
To a higher ground
To a brighter light
To a promised land
You can feel the power
Of the master's hand
It's a rite of passage