Answer:
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
Drop me and the world will shatter. You can always find me where you empty your bladder.
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
What has feet and legs, and nothing else?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.