Lyrics > Rolling Stones – Ventilator Blues

Writers: Jagger/Richards
Published: Colgems-EMI Music, Inc. ASCAP
From: Rolling Stones – Exile on Main St. (2xLP, US)
Source: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: This song was released by Pussy Galore on their cover of Exile on Main St. [RELEASE ].

All Down The Line
Casino Boogie
I Just Want To See His Face
Let It Loose
Loving Cup
Rip This Joint
Rocks Off
Shake Your Hips
Shine A Light
Soul Survivor
Stop Breaking Down
Sweet Black Angel
Sweet Virginia
Torn And Frayed
Tumbling Dice
Turd On The Run
Ventilator Blues
When 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
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
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?