《I Shot a Warhol(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] I shot a Warhol

[00:00:01] Dead with my pistol

[00:00:02] When the wind hit the hole

[00:00:03] In the canvas it whistled

[00:00:05] Beautiful with no frame

[00:00:06] A face with no name

[00:00:08] Glass full of cold fame

[00:00:09] Chased it with slow pain

[00:00:10] Nostrils of cocaine

[00:00:11] Cocktail and kill time

[00:00:13] Scenes from a bad film

[00:00:14] Lived out in real time

[00:00:15] Who plays the hero

[00:00:16] Which one's the victim

[00:00:18] Violent and fearful

[00:00:19] They find their positions

[00:00:20] Pride and ambition

[00:00:22] The enemies inside you

[00:00:23] Tendencies to listen

[00:00:24] Even when you're lied to

[00:00:26] Pry through the details

[00:00:27] Unmask the myth

[00:00:28] Try to impress the cast

[00:00:30] With acid trips

[00:00:31] Mash your lips against a cold hard bottle of

[00:00:33] Washed up stars and old role models

[00:00:36] She loves the sorrow

[00:00:37] So much that she swallows

[00:00:38] But talk to tomorrow

[00:00:39] Which walk will she follow

[00:00:42] Everybody needs to be appreciated

[00:00:44] Execute him for the masterpiece that he created

[00:00:46] Death of a sales martyr

[00:00:48] Fire starter

[00:00:49] If the hate doesn't make you wanna die

[00:00:51] Try harder

[00:00:52] I shot a Warhol

[00:00:53] Dead with my pistol

[00:00:54] When the wind hit the hole

[00:00:55] In the canvas it whistled

[00:00:57] Beautiful with no frame

[00:00:58] A face with no name

[00:00:59] Glass full of cold fame

[00:01:00] Chased it with slow pain

[00:01:02] No game to rise to

[00:01:03] The coke side blinds you

[00:01:04] Hope with no aim

[00:01:05] And its the fuel that you "Eye" to

[00:01:07] Steady with that rifle

[00:01:08] Pointed at your idle

[00:01:09] Open up the spot

[00:01:11] With each fallen rival

[00:01:12] This is the cycle

[00:01:13] Replace the A-list

[00:01:14] The next batch of faces

[00:01:16] Can come hate the famous

[00:01:17] Everybody thinks that what they make is golden

[00:01:20] When Lennon got shot

[00:01:21] There were thoughts of holding

[00:01:23] What'cha gonna do to impress the bitch

[00:01:25] Which slow blow gets picked

[00:01:27] When you get that itch

[00:01:28] If they notice

[00:01:29] That you're climbing to the focus

[00:01:30] Surround yourself with soldiers

[00:01:31] And like minded moments

[00:01:33] Dark sticks in whoever heart's the biggest

[00:01:35] Eye of the beholder

[00:01:36] Is dark cold and vicious

[00:01:38] She loves you

[00:01:39] Because she loves image

[00:01:40] Let's tear it all apart

[00:01:42] From the start to the finish

[00:01:43] I shot a Warhol

[00:01:44] Dead with my pistol

[00:01:46] When the wind hit the hole

[00:01:47] In the canvas it whistled

[00:01:48] Beautiful with no frame

[00:01:49] A face with no name

[00:01:51] Glass full of cold fame

[00:01:52] Chased it with slow pain

[00:01:54] It's nothing but a slow pulse

[00:01:55] If you just stop feeling it

[00:01:56] Your friends and your folks

[00:01:57] Can't adjust to what you're dealing with

[00:01:59] Accustomed to trust

[00:01:59] Now the lust got you killing it

[00:02:01] Eyes wide shut

[00:02:02] Now your f**ked

[00:02:03] No healing it

[00:02:05] Travel down the barrel towards the light

[00:02:06] Once in open space

[00:02:07] It's easy to lose sight

[00:02:09] Don't look down

[00:02:10] You're bound to fall flat

[00:02:11] If you do hit the ground

[00:02:12] You're bound to bounce back

[00:02:14] The sound track

[00:02:15] She hated every single song

[00:02:17] But everybody else

[00:02:18] Seemed to wanna sing along

[00:02:20] Bring along

[00:02:20] The belief that every thing is wrong

[00:02:22] We all break down in front of God

[00:02:23] Before the break of dawn

[00:02:26] Silence

[00:02:27] Open up the eyelids

[00:02:28] To sex drugs and violence

[00:02:30] Movies songs books

[00:02:31] Everything is based on it

[00:02:32] So we stay on it

[00:02:33] Got a bullet with your face on it

[00:02:35] I shot a Warhol

[00:02:36] Dead with my pistol

[00:02:37] When the wind hit the hole

[00:02:38] In the canvas it whistled

[00:02:40] Beautiful with no frame

[00:02:41] A face with no name

[00:02:43] Glass full of cold fame

[00:02:43] Chased it with slow pain