pistol shots ring out in the barroom night, enter patty valentine from the upper hall
she sees the bartender in a pool of blood, cries out, my god, they killed them all!
here comes the story of the hurricane, the man the authorities came to blame
for somethin that he never done
put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been the champion of the world

'my name is andy warhol & I've just eaten a hamburger'

b for bart, of c.

fot. Manda