Sister Morphine (In The Style Of 'The Rolling Stones')-Marianne Faithfull

Sister Morphine (In The Style Of 'The Rolling Stones') - Marianne Faithfull Here I lie in my hospital bed, Tell me, sister morphine, when are you coming round again. Oh, I dont think I can wait that long, Oh, you see Im not that 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 cant crawl across the floor. Cant you see, sister morphine, Im 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, cant you see Im fading fast And that this shot will be my last. Sweet cousin coc*ine, lay your cool hands on my head. Hey, sister morphine, youd better make up my bed For you know and I know in the morning Ill be dead, And you can sit around and you can watch the clean white sheets stain red.