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?