I've got wheels of polished steel
I've got tires that grab the road
I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends
And a [bad word] that can carry the heaviest of loads

I've 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 [bad word] 
But under my hood is [bad word] pow'r
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

I've got brakes
I'm wide awake
I can stop this car at any time
At the very last second I can change directions
 [bad word] around if I feel so inclined

I've 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 [bad word] 
But under my hood is [bad word] pow'r
Satan is my motor
Hear my motor purr
Satan is my motor, 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