I know a man from the factory
Who has a private gallery
And the paintings on the ceiling
Girls are fainting for the feeling
He brought to their lonely hearts
He ain't no master of fine arts
Ain't have to be in NYC
To let the good times roll
And to get loose with you and me
Oh, baby just give us a call
Then have a silver tray of booze
Play that Andy Warhol blues
He's got more music inside of his soul
Than they got in Carnegie hall
Got no time for cocktail speeches
Pour something more he teaches
He has lust for rock and roll
Free love of women and alcohol
Ain't have to be in NYC
To let the good times roll
And to get loose with you and me
Oh, baby just give us a call
Then have a silver tray of booze
Play that Andy Warhol blues Mitä muusikko sanoi, kun meni baariin?
"Yksi gini ja toonika, beibi... ehkä löydetään siten yhteiset sävelet." | 
Peter Spiegelmann