Polkadot Cadaver - Bring me the Head of Andy Warhol lyrics

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 c**aine down the back of your throat Drama queen all dressed up with nowhere to go Street walking night stalking cold-blooded k**er 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 c**aine I wouldn't drive a DeLorean Cold pale Jesus, Sodom and Gomorah Headless horseman, d**h 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 f** your brains out Keep your voice down or you'll wake the neighbors Now we're starting to get somewhere Fashionistas deliver the d**hblow Penetrate you like it's your birthday Playtime for children in the graveyard