Heavy Metal (Don't Mean Rock And Roll To Me)

Somedays I think this old machine is out to get me Somedays she does what I tell her It's like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week I'm talkin' about a big ol' D10 Caterpillar I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do It ain't nothin' but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money, babe, could be the power Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels But you know she's mighty unforgivin' and you got to pay attention 'Cause the D10 could be the death of you But I get her all fired up and I can feel it in my soul And it's hard to tell just who's drivin' who I could move Alaska all the way to Beirut I could bulldoze a beeline from here to Peru I could push the Rocky Mountains into the sea You know heavy metal don't mean rock and roll to me You know I'm like a modern day mule skinner drivin' Ten thousand mules, so I say a little prayer every day Lord, just let me get her turned around Without fallin' off this mountain You know the boss man don't like us treatin' his D10 that way I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do It ain't nothin' but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money, babe, could be the power Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels