Slamming whores Behind slamming doors, Get you limp to hard With a hammering heart. Your brain goes numb As your fingers run, Through wild skank hair. Rush! Rush! Time is short. Don't bother to sterilize. Just pack your rig. Rush again! Then finally, Spun-out, Pick at your toenails, As you watch Your once impressive Partying skills, Turn slowly, Into sad addiction.