Thomas Alan Waits (nacido en Pomona (California) el 7 de diciembre de 1949) es un pianista, cantante, compositor y actor estadounidense, famoso por sus canciones de tono áspero inspiradas en escritores de la generación Beat, en especial Jack Kerouac
En 1967 comenzó a trabajar en los cabarets de Los Ángeles, ambiente que le influyó mucho para las canciones de su primer disco, Closing Time (1973), aunque este álbum se vio eclipsado por The Eagles y Tim Buckley
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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From: [email protected] (Dale Cooper) Subject: CRD: Heartattack and Vine by Tom Waits Date: Thu, 05 Mar 1998 20:37:41 GMT
HEARTATTACK AND VINE by Tom Waits
note: A7+9 5-4-5-5-5-x
Intro: A7+9
Dm Liar, liar with your pants on fire A7 White spades hanging on the telephone wire Dm7G7 Gamblers reevaluate along the dotted line Dm (tacet) A7+9 You'll never recognize yourself on heartattack and vine
Doctor, lawyer, beggar man, thief Philly Joe Remarkable looks on in disblief If you watn 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 lets 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 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 lets do another line What you say you meet me down at heartattack and vine