text: I was raised outta steel
  Here in the swamps of Jersey
  Some misty years ago
  Through the mud and the beer
  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
  C’mon and take your best shot
  Let me see what you got
  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
  The arena’s filled and giants played their games
  So raise up your glasses
  And let me hear your voices call
  ’Cause tonight all the dead are here
  So bring on your wrecking ball
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  C’mon and take your best shot
  Let me see what you got
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  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 fears
  Now, when all this steel and these stories
  Drift away to rust
  And all our youth and beauty
  Has been given to the dust
  When the game has been decided
  And were burnin’ down the clock
  And all our little victories and glories
  Have turned into parking lots
  When your best hopes and desires
  Are scattered to 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
  Yeah, just to come again
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  C’mon and take your best shot
  Let me see what you got
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  Bring on your wrecking ball
  C’mon and take your best shot
  Let me see what you got
  Bring on your wrecking ball