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