Steamroller Blues
I’m a steamroller babyI’m ’bout to roll all over youI’m a steamroller babyI’m ’bout to roll all over youI’m gonna inject your soulWith sweet rock’n’roll, poor heaven
I’m a cement mixerA churning urn of burning funkI’m a cement mixerA churning urn of burning funkI’m a demolition derbyA hefty hunk, steaming junk
I’m a steamroller babyI’m ’bout to roll over youI’m a steamroller babyI’m ’bout to roll over youI’m gonna inject your soulWith some sweet rock’n’rollAnd shoot you full of rhythm and blues
I’m a napalm-bombGuaranteed to blow your mindI’m a napalm-bombGuaranteed to blow your mindIf I can’t have your love now babyThere won’t be nothing left behind