I wished I talked to you more when you were alive
I thought you were self-assured when you acted shy
Hello it's me
I really miss you, I really miss your mind
I haven't heard ideas like that in such a long, long time
I loved to watch you draw and watch you paint
But when I saw you last, I turned away
When Billy Name was sick and locked up in his room
You asked me for some speed, I though it was for you
I'm sorry that I doubted your good heart
Things always seem to end before they start
Hello it's me, that was a great gallery show
Your cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows
I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you
Hello it's me
Pop goes pop artist, the headline said
Is shooting a put-on, is Warhol really dead
You get less time for stealing a car
I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar
They really hated you, now all that's changed
But I have some resentments that can never be unmade
You hit me where it hurt I didn't laugh
Your diaries are not a worthy epitaph
Oh well, now Andy, guess we've got to go
I wish some way somehow you like this little show
I know it's late in coming but it's the only way I know
Hello it's me
Goodnight, Andy
Goodbye, Andy
Andy, it's me, haven't seen you in a while I wished I talked to you more when you were alive I thought you were self-assured when you acted shy Hello it's me I really miss you, I really miss your mind I haven't heard ideas like that in such a long, long time I loved to watch you draw and watch you paint But when I saw you last, I turned away When Billy Name was sick and locked up in his room You asked me for some speed, I though it was for you I'm sorry that I doubted your good heart Things always seem to end before they start Hello it's me, that was a great gallery show Your cow wallpaper and your floating silver pillows I wish I paid more attention when they laughed at you Hello it's me Pop goes pop artist, the headline said Is shooting a put-on, is Warhol really dead You get less time for stealing a car I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar They really hated you, now all that's changed But I have some resentments that can never be unmade You hit me where it hurt I didn't laugh Your diaries are not a worthy epitaph Oh well, now Andy, guess we've got to go I wish some way somehow you like this little show I know it's late in coming but it's the only way I know Hello it's me Goodnight, Andy Goodbye, Andy Explain Request ×
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