Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Build a road where there isn't a road Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Dig a hole where there isn't a hole Big boss bulldozer Told that pile of debris to move over (move over) Push around rocks, you can push around weight You should call a bulldozer if there's something in the way Front loader, cousin of the dozer Bucket on the front, dumping rubble on the shoulder of the road Or sand for a highway off-ramp Tow a couple tree trunks, free up a log jam Back of the front loader, a glorious backhoe The long arm stretch out and pull the earth back home Dig a trench for the plumbing and electric Or dig yourself a pond and put some fishy little friends in her Skip the pond and start thinking major That homemade lake, that excavator Add a concrete mixer and a dump truck That's a work site Thumbs up Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Build a road where there isn't a road Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Dig a hole where there isn't a hole A crane will get a worker to the top of any building A double drum roller pave the parking lot for shredding I seen my buddy Louie send a wave out to the driver The driver honked the horn, it made his day a little brighter Most people think it's noisy but you ain’t find us complaining When those mechanisms roar, it means the makers have been making The graders have been grading and that map is slowly figured, plus Orange cones delivering what orange cones deliver The sign says caution but the vibe says awesome, it’s both A safe distance is the wisest approach It's cool to see that heavy machinery live and up close Just hit the deck when they start revving up or widening a road I like a hole in the ground, I like a wrecking ball in motion For the crystal clear intention, destruction is the motive I also like a bird up from the ashes Especially as a vehicle carrying something massive Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Build a road where there isn't a road Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Dig a hole where there isn't a hole I love a good detour Folk drive around, I pull over: Give me more! Flashing amber hazard lights, sure to set the mood For a forklift all the way to the Moon Stay tuned I welcome any symphony of backup beepers beeping It's music to my ears, I'd rather it to sleeping A welcoming cacophony of drills and demolition The crashing and the clanging, the decibels of engine That articulated hauler want the center of attention Though it's more a gentle giant running extra heavy errands Hauling garbage off the site and looking handsome in that yellow Truck's so long, in the center, it has an elbow I love road work I almost love it more than when the road works Nothing hit the spot quite like waking up to Monday morning road work on my block Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Build a road where there isn't a road Construction Vehicles They move that dirt around Dig a hole where there isn't a hole