Heart Attack And Vine chords by Lydia Lunch

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Verse 1
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Music
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La la, with your pants on fire
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White spades hanging on
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the telephone wire
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Gamblers reevaluate along
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the dotted line
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You'll never recog nize your
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self on heart attack and vine
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Doctor, lawyer, beggar, man, thief
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Village of remarkable
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looks on and disbelief
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If you want a taste of madness,
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you'll have to wait in line
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Probably see someone, you know,
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on heart attack at mine
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Phone is high, on
China
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White, and shorty found a palm
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Don't you know, there ain't no devil,
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God when he's drunk
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This stuff, it'll probably kill you,
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let's do another line
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Now I'm on heart attack and violence
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See that little
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Jersey girl in the see -through top
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Wearin' pedal pushers,
suckin' on a soda pop
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Well, I bet she's still a virgin,
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but it's only twenty -five till nine
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You can see a mil lion of them
on heart attack and five
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Better off in
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Iowa against your scrambled eggs
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Than crawling down
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Cahuenga on a broken pair of legs
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You'll find your ignorance is blissful
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every goddamn time
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You're waiting for the
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RTD on heart attack and vinyl
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Now, bone is high on
China white
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Shorty found a pup -pup -pump
Don't you know there
ain't no devil
There's just
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God when he's drunk
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Well, this stuff will probably kill you
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Let's do another line
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I just said you'd meet me down on
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Heart
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Attack
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Nice!
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Awesome!
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Oh my  god!
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With your pants on fire
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White space
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Hangin' on the telephone wire
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Gamblers re -evaluate
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Along the dotted line
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You'll never recognize yourself
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On hard attack
Fine
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Doctor, lawyer,  you
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Motherfuckin' thief
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Philly
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Joe, remarkable,
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it  looks odd in disbelief
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Well, if you wanna taste the madness,
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you'll have to wait in line
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Yeah, ha, ha
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Bong is high on
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White, shorty found a punk
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Don't you know there ain't no devil,
there's just
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God when he's drunk
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Well, this stuff will probably kill you
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Let's do another line
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I thought you said you'd
meet me down on
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Attack and
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Vine