ROLLING STONES - Ventilator Blues Lyrics

Ventilator Blues by Rolling StonesWhen your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake

Heart is bursting and you butt's gonna break

Your woman's cussing, you can hear her scream

You feel like murder in the first degree



Ain't nobody slowing down no way

Everybody's stepping on their accelerator

Don't matter where you are

Everybody's gonna need a ventilator, yeah



When you're trapped and circled with no second chances

Your code of living is your gun in hand

We can't be browed by beating, we can't be cowed by words

Messed by cheating, ain't gonna ever learn



Everybody walking 'round

Everybody trying to step on their creator

Don't matter where you are

Everybody, everybody gonna need some kind of ventilator

Some kind of ventilator, come down and get it



What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?

What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?

Gonna fight it, gonna fight it

Gonna fight it, gonna fight it

Gonna fight it, gonna fight it

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