Текст песни Heart Attack and Vine - Lydia Lunch

Liar, liar with your pants on fire
White spades hanging 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 disblief
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?
That's just God when he's drunk
Well, this stuff'll probably kill you let's do another line
What you say you meet me down at heartattack and vine

See that little Jersey girl in the see-through top
With the pedal pushers, suckin' on a soda pop
Well I'll bet that she's still a virgin
But it's only twenty-five to nine
You can see a million of 'em on heartattack and vine

Better off in Iowa against your scrambled eggs
Then crawlin' down Cahuenga on a broken pair of legs
You'll find your ignorance is blissful ev'ry goddamn time
You're waiting for the RTD on heartattack and vine

Boney's high on china white
Shorty found a p-p-punk
Don't you know there ain't no devil?
That's just God when he's drunk
Well, this stuff'll probably kill you let's do another line
What you say'd you meet me down at heartattack and vine

Liar, liar with your pants on fire
White spades hanging on the telephone wire
Gamblers reevaluate along the dotted line
You'll never recognize yourself on heartattack and vine

Doctor, lawyer, you motherfucker thief
Philly Joe Remarkable looks on in disblief
Well if you wana taste of madness you'll have to wait in line
You'll haah.

Boney's high on China white
Shorty found a punk
Don't you know there ain't no devil?
That's just God when he's drunk
Well, this stuff'll probably kill you, let's do another line
I got you said you meet me down at heartattack and vine