here comes the wrecking ballndont look like what i thoughtncomes and takes all of usnleaves us a cloud of dustnoh what its done for menhas eyes but cannot seenso i keep my straight facenplay dead right where i laynnoh so where to gona quiet place i knownget to my brothers placenlights are off but i know my waynoh and look at himnhe is sleepingngod knows hes seen it allnbeen hit by wrecking ballsnnawoke a broken handni took an honest handnalthough still i sitni still can not resistnthe way her legs are crossednand the way her hair is tossedni like the way she talksnmy little wrecking ballnnhere comes the wrecking ballndont look like what i thoughtncomes and takes all of usnleaves us a cloud of dustnnwrecking ballnnnn