| Did you ever see the sun rise up
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| Above this blackened hole
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| Did you ever feel that what you want’s
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| Not under your control
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| Ever think that how you feel
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| Is not quite what you are
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| Some of us are satellites
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| Some are superstars
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| They’re killing Andy Warhol
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| He’s a saint and he’s a thief
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| We’ll all die a million times
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| That’s what I believe
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| They say the rain in Europe
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| Cools you down and helps you think
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| Water, water everywhere
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| Nothing you can drink
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| Kissing Andy Warhol
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| His skin feels like a shark
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| White hair sits so beautiful
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| Eyelids are so dark
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| And I’m trying to get ahead
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| Like any boy or girl
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| There’d be no dictators anywhere
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| If I could rule the world
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| Killing Andy warhol
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| That’s impossible — he got all that money
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| Adorable — having all that money
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| Feasable — that it’s all black money
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| It’s so criminal — making all that money
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| All I want, is what I’d want
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| But I don’t want that now
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| They’re dressing Andy Warhol up
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| If only thay knew how
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| Jesus on the neon sign
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| Turns and starts to laugh
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| And I’m thinking about this oxygen
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| And how I’ll make it last
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| He’s a saint — yeah he’s a thief
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| Motorways are everywhere
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| With no clean air to breathe
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| Till the end of time
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| Till the end of time
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| Having all that money
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| He’s got all that money
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| And it’s real black money
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| Making all that money
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| Killing Andy Warhol
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| Killing Andy Warhol |