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!