I'm a steamroller baby, I'm 'bout to roll all over you. I'm a steamroller baby, I'm 'bout to roll all over you. I'm gonna inject your soul, With sweet rock'n'roll, poor heaven. I'm a cement mixer, A churning urn of burning funk. I'm a cement mixer, A churning urn of burning funk. I'm a demolition derby, A hefty hunk, steaming junk. I'm a steamroller baby, I'm bout to roll all over you. I'm a steamroller baby, I'm 'bout 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. I'm a napalm-bomb, guaranteed to blow your mind. I'm a napalm-bomb, guarenteed to blow your mind. If I can't have your love now baby, there won't be nothing left behind. (5th. fret) (6th. fret) (7th. fret)