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

Some days I think this old machine is out to get me
Some days she does what I tell her
Its like dancing with the widow-maker forty hours a week
Im talkin bout a big old D10 Caterpillar
I dont know why I like to drive em like I do
It aint nothin but a hundred and 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 shes mighty unforgivin and you got to pay attention
Cause the d-10 can be the death of you
But I get her all fired up and I can feel it in my soul
And its hard to tell just whos drivin who
I can move Alaska all the way to Beirut
I can bulldoze a beeline from here to Peru
I can push the rocky mountains into the sea
You know heavy metal dont mean rock and roll to me
Im like a modern day mule skinner, drivin ten thousand mules
So say a little prayer every day
Lord, just let me get her turned around without fallin off this mountain
You know the boss man dont like us treatin his D10 that way
I dont know why I like to drive em like I do
It aint nothin but a hundred and 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