Tom Waits

^{C D} liar ^F liar with your ^D pants on ^F fire ^D
white spades ^F hangin' on the ^A telephone wire
^D gamblers ree ^F valuate a ^G long the dotted line
you'll ^D never recognize yourself on heartattack an ^C d vine ^D
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 vine
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
you're waiting for the rtd on heartattack and vine