Heartattack And Vine - John Hammond

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

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, your’re waitin' for the rtd on heartattack and vine