Von Bieker - Warhol's Last Supper Lyrics

Warhol's last supper
Spanning the wall
Drained of all colour
I'm breathing it all
The spires of St. Patrick's
Police and their dogs
A block from Trump Tower
And Louis Vuitton

So this is Easter
So they say
We'll I've lost that feeling
I'm so far away
From that death

A woman is weeping
Into her palms
Down on Fifth Avenue
She's sobbing some sacred song
They're selling fake handbags
They're ready to run
Steps from the golden doors
Of Louis Vuitton

So this is Easter
So they say
We'll I've lost that feeling
I'm so far away
From that death

With all of these lights how could the darkness come?
It's all just so bright - it's making me blind and numb

So this is Easter
So they say
We'll I've lost that feeling
I'm so far away
From that death