Clown's coming...
Two strangers...
They're coming for me
Dynamite in hand
Everything is shining overall
Warhol is lying down
His blood is running
Death is coming
Players in a dirty game
Blood is running
Spinning, there is fire
And they're carrying him across the room
My head is an empty room
The piano's playing the devils tune
And I'm falling
Let me out , let me in...
The clown is smiling
Waving hello
Everything is spinning now
Everything is shining overall
Warhol is lying down
Get out of the edge
The clown is dancing again
And he is pretending
Wave to me, waving goodbye
And it's pushing me down
And he's juggling the dynamite at my face
Hypnotize
And the blood is falling down
And I'm falling
Everything is spinning
Everything is spiralling out of mind
Faster, faster
And I hit the TV screen
Yes I hit the TV screen
And nothing changes at all...