Lyrics:

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?