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've got the guts mister
yeah if you 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
Let me see what you've got, take your best shot
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
My home is 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 come on raise up your glasses
and let me hear your voices call
Come on!
Tonight all the dead are here
so bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Yeah take your best shot
let me see what you've got
Bring on your wrecking ball
One, two, one two three four!
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
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
One, two, one two three four!
