Bruce Springsteen : Wrecking Ball

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

Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've 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 the games.

So raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call

Come on!

Because tonight all the dead are here, so 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!

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, they drift away to rust

And all our youth and beauty, has 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 to the wind

And hard times come, and hard times go

And hard times come, hard times go

And hard times come, and hard times go

Yeah just to come again

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)

Take your best shot, let me see what you've got, bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one two three four!

Whoa-ho-ho

Bring it on!

2012

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