Ventilator Blues

<br>When your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake, <br>Heart is bursting and you butt`s gonna break. <br>Your woman`s cussing, you can hear her scream, <br>You feel like murder in the first degree. <br>Ain`t nobody slowing down no way, <br>Ev`rybody`s stepping on their accelerator, <br>Don`t matter where you are, <br>Ev`rybody`s gonna need a ventilator. <br>When you`re trapped and circled with no second chances, <br>Your code of living is your gun in hand. <br>We can`t be browed by beating, we can`t be cowed by words, <br>Messed by cheating, ain`t gonna ever learn. <br>Ev`rybody walking `round, <br>Ev`rybody trying to step on their Creator. <br>Don`t matter where you are, ev`rybody, ev`rybody gonna <br>Need some kind of ventilator, some kind of ventilator. <br>What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do? <br>What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do? <br>Gonna fight it, gonna fight it?