"...A good night for a dark knight, Van Hool it roll
Jim Bean's in the front lounge, and they're tuned down low
It's shaped like a dagger and it's black on black
Asleep down in the flight case by the Marshall stack"

Everybody's got a favourite dark knight, but let's face it, nothing says 'emotionally scarred vigilante out for revenge' like Adam West in tights..

The fine folks at Van Hool make all sorts of trucks and trailers to satisfy all your hauling needs. U-Haul is for chumps my friends, these guys have got tour busses with full kitchen, bath and video attributes. Pimp my bus.

Jim Beam is a fine manufacturer of hard hitting booze. Not a single bath tub on site. They've also taken to sponsoring music over the past decade, including the big Stage 13 festival held in Alberta each year.

Marshall is a manufacturer of amps and effects equipment for discerning rock stars everywhere. You've probably seen their logo on stage, television and imprinted into the back's of groupies.

"...FUBAR, red-eyed rock"

FUBAR was an excellent independent film which took it's title from the military acronym for "fucked-up beyond repair." It's a mockumentary about aging headbangers and an unexpected death.  

"...X-box for the road crew and a satellite dish
Fever call for the cow bell, a cookie monster voice
Spat out in a hail storm onto angry boys"

X-box is a video game system. And you thought Bill Gates was evil.

The "cow bell" references a legendary Saturday Night Live sketch in which Christopher Walken played a demented Bruce Dickenson (lead singer for Iron Maiden, and a man who played a role in discovering a certain five piece from Kingston) demanding more cowbell from the boys in Blue Oyster Cult.

The song itself takes aim at the Theoryofanickelcreed breed of Nu-Metal (as I type that, I've got my hand in the air, hand closed: index and pinky extended) artist who seem to appeal to angry young men. Craig wrote: "there is a certain breed of rock musician who never outgrows the phase of life when you were really mad at your mom." Rob added: "I actually made a few lyrical contributions on this one though Craig put his delicate little foot down over my closing chorus lyric; "Here I sit - heart intact - Paid a dime - got a nickleback." The cookie monster voice (which really should just be left to Lemmy) is a standard device of these rawk-ers.

"...Peter Band caught fire, warming up for Korn
Hair farmer cashes crop, JD flows to the beats he drops"

Korn. See above.

The urban dictionary defines "hair farmer" as: any male with excessively long hair. (Psst... Craig, your man on guitar might take offence to that one. :))

Jack Daniels. More fun with booze.