Take off my shoes and dance alone in desert factory so cold
Some velvet morning lift me up
I’m leanin’ on a bed of nail and roses seein’ silent scene
It’s just a game of give and take

You show me yellow fantasy
But you're not Andy Warhol

Under my flesh crawl a strange and dangerous chorus my friend
My eyes shut blissfully, I smile
Ô broken, broken game of shades around us and pale beyond the town
I go too fast and come too late

You give me other place to go
But you're not Andy Warhol

I can't pretend for nothing no but fourteen minutes ride alone
I pay my due
Around the stage around the crashing talent and the flashy dolls
Is there a shelter and an open road

My heart's a kitchen from hell
But you're not Andy Warhol

My life's a merry-go-round
But you're not Andy Warhol

I paint my eyes so much time
You say I'm gonna treat you wrong

But you're not Andy Warhol