Wrecking Ball - Live at Giants Stadium, E. Rutherford, NJ - October 2009

Good evening, New Jersey
Alright, you come out to help us tear this little girl down
If it's so, we'll open the night

I was raised outta 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
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
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 the 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
Come on
'Cause tonight all the dead are here
So 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, a-one-two-three-four

Now 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, when they drift away to rust
And all our youth and beauty has been given to the dust
And your game has been decided, and you're burnin' the clock down
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
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
Bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking (bring on your wrecking ball)
Bring on your wrecking (bring on your wrecking ball)
Take your best shot, let me see what you got
Bring on your wrecking ball

One-two, a-one-two-three-four

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Bring it on



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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