Wrecking Ball

I was raised out of steel here in the swamps of Jersey

Some misty years ago

Through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers

I've seen champions come and go

So if you got the guts mister, yeah, if you've got the balls

If you think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got

Bring on your wrecking ball

Now my home was here in the Meadowlands

Where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes

Here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and Giants play the game

So raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call

Because tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Take your best shot, let me see what you've got

Bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one-two-three-four!

Yeah, we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here

So hold tight to your anger

Hold tight to your anger

Hold tight to your anger, and don't fall to your fear

Now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust

And all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust

Game has been decided, and we're burning down the clock

And all our little victories and glories, have turned into parking lots

When your best hopes and desires, are scattered through the wind

And hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

And hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Hard times come, hard times go

Yeah, just to come again

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball

Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got

Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)

Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)

Come on and take your best shot

Let me see what you've got, bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one-two-three-four!