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  • 作词 : Tom Waits
    作曲 : 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
    VineDoctor, 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
    VineBoney'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
    VineSee 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
    VineBetter 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
    VineBoney's high on china white,
    Shorty found a p-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
    VineLiar 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
    VineDoctor, 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
    VineSee 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
    VineBoney'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
  • 作词 : Tom Waits
    作曲 : 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
    VineDoctor, 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
    VineBoney'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
    VineSee 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
    VineBetter 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
    VineBoney's high on china white,
    Shorty found a p-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
    VineLiar 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
    VineDoctor, 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
    VineSee 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
    VineBoney'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