Andy Warhol

I like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are

I put a peephole in my brain
Two new pence to have a go
I'd love to be a gallery
I put you all inside my show

Andy Warhol looks a scream
I hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, silver screen
I can't tell them apart, at all

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
I tie him up when he's fast asleep
And send him on a pleasant cruise

And when he wake up on the sea
I bet he think of me and you
He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy Warhol looks a scream
I hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, silver screen
I can't tell them apart, at all