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