If I Had a Bulldozer

In this day and age, in this big old troubled world, Where the little guy ain't got a chance, There's only one thing I can think of that could make a difference.

If I had a bulldozer everything would be so fine, I would never have to move it over, never have to stand in line, If I had a bulldozer there'd be lots of parking place, I'd just look for that brand new corvette been taking up two spaces.

If I had diesel rig with a big old blade, treads just like a tank, I would have it made, courtesy would rain, Arguments would cease, cause everyone would know I'd squash them like a cheese.

If I had a bulldozer my application would go through, My boss would run to get my coat if I decided to leave by two, If I had a bulldozer the IRS would never chide, you know an audit would really go quickly with dozer' idling outside.

If I had diesel rig with a big old blade, treads just like a tank, I would have it made, courtesy would rain, Arguments abate cause everyone would know I'd squash them like a grape.

If I had a bulldozer all the doors would open up, people would treat me with a lot more respect, or I'd mow 'em down and squash em up.

If I had a diesel rig with a big old blade the world would be a better place.