Did you ever see the sun rise up
Above this blackened hole
Did you ever feel that what you want is
Not under your controlEver think that how you feel
Is not quite what you are
Some of us are satellites
And some are superstarsThey're killing Andy Warhol
He's a saint, he's a thief
We'll all die a million times
That's what I believeKilling Andy Warhol
Killing Andy WarholThey say the rain in Europe
Cools you down and helps you think
Water, water everywhere
Nothing you can drinkKissing Andy Warhol
His skin feels like a shark
White hair sits so beautiful
Eyelids are so darkAnd I'm just trying to get ahead
Like any boy or girl
There'll be no dictators anywhere
If I could rule the worldKilling Andy Warhol
Killing Andy WarholImpossible, he got all that money
Adorable, having all that money
Feasible, that it's all black money
It's so criminal, making all that moneyAll I want is what I'd want
But I don't want that now
They're dressing Andy Warhol up
If only they knew howJesus on the neon sign
Turns and starts to laugh
And I'm thinking about this oxygen
And how I'll make it lastKilling Andy Warhol
He's a saint, yeah he's a thief
Motorways are everywhere
With no clean air to breatheKilling Andy Warhol
Killing Andy WarholTill the end of time
Till the end of time, timeImpossible
Adorable
Feasible
So criminalHaving all that money
Impossible
Killing Andy WarholHe's got all that money
Adorable
And it's real black money
FeasibleKilling Andy Warhol
Making all that moneyKilling Andy Warhol
Killing Andy Warhol
Songwriters
KERR, JAMES / BURCHILL, CHARLESPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC