I was raised out of steel here
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 got the balls
If you think it's your time,
and bring on your wrecking ball
Now my home's here in these meadowlands
where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
Here where the blood is spilled,
and giants played their games
and let me hear your voices call
Because tonight all the dead are here,
so bring on your wrecking ball
Yeah, we know that come tomorrow,
none of this will be here
So hold tight on your anger,
you hold tight on your anger
Hold tight to your anger,
Now when all this steel and these stories,
And all our youth and beauty,
it's been given to the dust
When the 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, and hard times go
And hard times come, and hard times go
And hard times come, and hard times go
And hard times come, and hard times go
And hard times come, and hard times go
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,
Bring on your wrecking ball
