WRECKING BALL

I was raised out of Steel here in the Swamps of Jersey
Some misty Years ago
Through the mud in the beer and the blood in the cheers
I’ve see champions come and go
So if you got the guts, Mister
I’ve you got the Balls
I’ve you think it’s your Time let’s step to the Line and bring on your Wrecking Ball
Bring on your Wrecking Ball
Bring on your Wrecking Ball

Let me see what’s you’ve got, take your best Shot
Bring on Your Wrecking Ball
Bring on Your Wrecking Ball
Bring on Your Wrecking Ball
Take you best Shot, let me see what you’ve got

My Home is here in the Meadowlands
Where Mosquitos grow bigger than airplanes
Here where the blood is spilled, the Arena is filled
and the Giants play the Game

So come on raise up your Glasses
And let me hear your voice is call
Tonight all the Dead are here

So Bring on Your Wrecking Ball
So Bring on Your Wrecking Ball
Take you best Shot, let me see what you’ve got
Bring on your Wrecking Ball

And we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here
So hold tight on your anger
Yeah hold tight on 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
And our game's 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, were scattered through the wind

And hard times come, hard times go
Hard times come, hard times go
Hard times come, hard times go

Just to come again, bring on your wrecking ball
Let me hear your voices call
Take your best shot, let me see what you've got, bring on your Wrecking Ball
Come one!

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