Well, Im a steamroller, baby
Im bound to roll all over you
Yes, Im a steamroller now, baby
Im bound to roll all over you
Im gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock n roll
And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
Well, Im a cement mixer
A churning urn of burning funk
Yes, Im a cement mixer for you, baby
A churning urn of burning funk
Well, Im a demolition derby (yeah)
A hefty hunk of steaming junk
Now, Im a napalm bomb, baby
Just guaranteed to blow your mind
Yeah, Im a napalm bomb for you, baby
Oh, guaranteed, just guaranteed to blow your mind
And if I cant have your love for my own (now)
Sweet child, wont be nothing left behind
It seems how lately, baby
Got a bad case steamroller blues