Ventilator Blues

When your spine is cracking and your hands they shake 
Heart is bursting and your butt's going to break 
Woman's cussing, you can hear her scream 
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 going to need a ventilator 
When you're trapped and circled with no second chance 
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 going to ever learn 
Everybody walking 'round 
Everybody's trying to step on their Creator 
No matter where you are 
Everybody, everybody's going to need some kind of ventilator 
Come down and get it 
What you going to do about it? What you going to do? 
Going to fight it 


Probable line-up:

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Bill Wyman
Electric guitars: Mick Taylor (incl. slide & solos) & Keith Richards
Vocals: Mick Jagger
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Saxophone: Bobby Keys
Trumpet and/or trombone: Jim Price