Ive got wheels of polished steel
Ive got tires that grab the road
Ive got seats that selflessly hold my friends
And a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads

Ive got a mind that can steer me to your house
And a heart that can bring you red flowers
My intentions are good and earnest and true
But under my hood is internal combustion
Satan is my motor
Hear my motor purr
Satan is my motor
Hear my motor purr
Satan is the only one who seems to understand
Satan is my motor

Ive got brakes
Im wide awake
I can stop this car at any time
At the very last second I can change directions
Turn completely around if I feel so inclined

Ive got a mind that can steer me to your house
And a heart that can bring you red flowers
My intentions are good and earnest and true
But under my hood is internal combustion

Satan is my motor
Hear my motor purr
Satan is my motor
Hear my motor purr
Satan is the only one who seems to understand
Satan is my motor
Satan is the only one who seems to understand