Heroine Trampoline

Sandra Ellen Bacall & Winter Rosebud Mullender

Ain't gonna take it no more,
throw these clothes out the door,
Cause I been a fixin,
I do my derelictin,
on the side of the road.
Ain't fixin no cooter,
ain't cookin no roadkill
dinner for a hundred thousand whores.

Don't you give up your ghost
to no heroin trampoline
give up your ghost
give up your ghost
Don't you give up your ghost
to no heroin trampoline
Just move your butts out of my ashtray

Muddy water runs deep,
into your soul,
steals your sleep
Cause I been a fixin,
I do my derelictin,
on the side of the road.