Yo dawg I heard you like cars so we put a car in your car so you can drive while you drive.
He always thought he'd be a star,
But he learnt piano instead of guitar,
Which in the nineties didn't get you very far,
So while the other kids were learning Stairway
He was the piano to their forte,
But he was convinced one day
He'd rock their fucking arses,
Or be an icon for the disenfranchised masses,
Grow his hair long and rebel against the state,
But for now that'd have to wait,
'Cause he's running late for his morning classes.