Текст песни: Bring Me the Head of Andy Warhol + перевод

This is beginning to feel just like a competition

I see you smiling at me and your front teeth are missing

Snapshots and flashbulbs ignite along the runway

And you freeze like a pale mannequin

I think you like what you see

The plastic surgeons all whisper to each other and blush

Malevolence breeds contempt into a deviant crush

Mortals threaten suicide until they forget your name

Fifteen minutes of fame is now the name of the game

Post-mortem penetration

Rigor mortis sets the scene

Maggots under the microscope all writhe and squirm in vaseline

In a city full of rats all feeding on the narcissism

I lit the match, I lit the fire

That burned your Hollywood to the ground… burn it all down

I.V. drippin like cocaine down the back of your throat

Drama queen all dressed up with nowhere to go

Street walking night stalking cold-blooded killer

There’s a murderer in the rue morgue, a polkadot cadaver

Bring me the head of Andy Warhol

Nightmares shapeshift into oblivion

You have not even seen the last of me

What do you want me to say?

I wouldn’t have it any other way

One day they’ll find you with a candle burning inside of your skull

Are you happy now

You’re finally the talk of the town

Searchlights in the sky

Your fame won’t turn this blood into wine

If LSD was as popular as cocaine

I wouldn’t drive a DeLorean

Cold pale Jesus, Sodom and Gomorah

Headless horseman, death is at your doorstep

The best rehabs are all in California

Junkies pushin' up daisies in the garden…

Can you dig it?

I’ve come here to eat your heart out

Slit your throat and fuck your brains out

Keep your voice down or you’ll wake the neighbors

Now we’re starting to get somewhere

Fashionistas deliver the deathblow

Penetrate you like it’s your birthday

Playtime for children in the graveyard

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