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 and 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
Bring on your wrecking ball
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
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
One, two, one two three four!
We know that come tomorrow none of this will be here
So, hold tight on your anger
Hold tight on your anger
Hold tight to your anger, and don't fall to your fear
Whoa-ho-ho