Morphine Drip
"Sister Morphine" took
Off more than just the
Edge, and dangled me
Precariously over the
Ledge...I'm just saying.
'Guess it was my turn
To live and learn, to take
A risk from pain to bliss,
With the consequences
So not worth maintaining.
Feeling creativity drain
To somewhere beyond
The morphine drip. Pain's
The vulture's middle name
As expressly experienced
In my reluctant deveining.
The Morphine Drip Will Not Be Enough -- Lorette C Luzajic
Morphine is extracted from opium and is typically injected into the bloodstream by a syringe. It is absorbed into the blood and carried to the organs in the body, where it affects specific receptors in the nervous system, triggering different responses including analgesia (the inability to feel pain), euphoria, drowsiness, confusion, dysphoria, respiratory depression, delusions, and hallucinations. Depending on the dose and one’s sensitivity to drugs, a morphine high can last from 1.5 to 7 hours.
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Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
Oh, you see I'm not that strong
All the other patients say they've never seen a man with such pain
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
Oh, you see, am I barely so strong?
The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place? Why does the doctor have no face?
Oh, I can't crawl across the floor
Can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm just trying to score
Well, it just goes to show things are not what they seem
Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmare into dreams
Oh, can't you see I'm fading fast
And that this shot will be my last
Sweet Cousin Cocaine, lay your cool hands on my head
Hey, Sister Morphine, you'd better make up my bed
'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead
And you can sit around and you can watch
The clean white sheets stained red
In 1971 Jagger, Richards, Watts, and Bill Wyman (with Cooder and Nitsche) recorded a different version on the Rolling Stones' album "Sticky Fingers."
Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, and I don't think I can wait that long
Oh, you see that I'm not that strong
The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ear
Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?
Oh, I can't crawl across the floor
Can't you see?, Sister Morphine, I'm just trying to score
Well, it just goes to show things are not what they seem
Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmare into dreams
Oh, can't you see I'm fading fast
And that this shot will be the last
Sweet Cousin Cocaine, lay your cool hands on my head
Hey, Sister Morphine, you'd better make up my bed
'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead
And you can sit around and you can watch
All the clean white sheets stain red