Steamroller Blues

                                  Well, I'm a steamroller, baby

I'm bound to roll all over you

Yes, I'm a steamroller, baby

I'm bound to roll all over you



I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll

And shoot you full of rhythm and blues

Well, I'm a cement mixer

A churning urn of burning funk

Yes, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby

A churning urn of burning funk



Well, I'm a demolition derby

A hefty hunk of steaming junk

Now, I'm a Napalm bomb, baby

Just guaranteed to blow your mind

Yeah, I'm a Napalm bomb for you, baby

Guaranteed to blow your mind

And if I can't have your love for my own

Sweet child, won't be nothing left behind.



It seems now lately, baby

Got a bad case steamroller blues.