Mr. Driver

You're in the void
Got you feeling cold
With your voice
'Cause it's your choice
I've got my voice
And he can bring the noise
With my boys
Puking in a Rolls-Royce

I wanna bleed on my squire
And I need, I want a plier
I gotta be my empty pile
A disease, take some water
Lesser than I need 'cause I'm vile
Gimme the key Mr. Driver

My pecker's long
It's got me feeling strong
When I sing this song
And you smoke this bong
Rock it all night long
Will you want to be long?
'Cause we're feeling gone
My sexual Viet Cong

I want to bleed on my squire
And I need, I want a plier
I gotta be my empty pile
A disease, take some water
Lesser than I need 'cause I'm vile
Can it be, Mr. Driver?