Steamroller - Joni Mitchell, James Taylor

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 how lately, baby

Got a bad case steamroller blues