The Blue Aeroplanes - Warhol's Fifteen lyrics

This country's ageing you It's locked into it's own styles It's always apparent It's own self revealed Whatever eye is trained upon it Your face is the future As smooth a transaction as hoped for The hollows beneath the skin An uneasiness with feeling It's a clear drive Add to where our thoughts could Er.. oh, be revealed Skip to these canyons Sweet eclipse and dresses The way your kisses Ruffles more than surface tensions and a thought The drive, the cures worked From the hollowed structure of this new country Your émigré face fit deeper into blue collars How bulls held apparent again A sense of all time know how What to do? What to do? Well you can bury it deeper Than it's easy to find And you… you make it ring hollow