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Heartattack and vine
by Tom Waits
Liar liar with your pants on fire, white spades hangin´ on the telephone
wire, gamblers reevaluate along the dotted line, you´ll never recognize
yourself on heartattack and vine.
doctor lawyer beggar man thief, philly joe remarkable looks on in disbelief,
if you want a taste of madness, you´ll have to wait in line, you´ll probably
see someone you know on heartattack and vine.
boney´s high on china white, shorty found a punk, don´t you know there ain´t
no devil, there´s just god when he´s drunk, well this stuff will probably kill
you, let´s do another line, what you say you meet me down on heartattack and
see that little jersey girl in the see-through top, with the peddle pushers
sucking on a soda pop, well i bet she´s still a virgin but it´s only twenty-
five ´til nine, you can see a million of ´em on heartattack and vine.
better off in iowa against your scrambled eggs, than crawling down cahuenga
on a broken pair of legs, you´ll find your ignorance is blissful every goddamn
time, your´re waitin´ for the rtd on heartattack and vine.