When we last visited LA, we jumped off the freeway for a little while and took surface streets. As we passed the intersection of Hollywood and Vine, I remembered this little ditty. We listened to it on the way to or from someplace and I remember   laughing at the line, "There ain’t no Devil, that’s just God when he’s drunk."

Enjoy some vintage Mr. Waits (at the very end of his "drunken balladeer" phase.)

Heartattack and Vine
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