Verse 1 Tones hit hard, we step on scene, First thing I check—what does this mean? DNR present? MOST form signed? If it’s a no-go, we stand it down this time. But if it’s green, we move with speed, No hesitation—give what they need. No pulse found, we take command, Life or death now in our hands. ⸻ Pre-Chorus No chaos here, no wasted breath, Every move fights back against death. We don’t guess—we fall in line, Every role set, every second defined. ⸻ Chorus Pit crew motion, no one alone, Every task carved into stone. Push, shock, breathe, repeat the flow, No wasted time—just go, go, go. Hands on chest, don’t lose the beat, 100 to 120—fast and deep. Pit crew CPR—we own this fight, Turning chaos into organized might. ⸻ Verse 2 (First Arriving) First one in, I hit the chest, Compressions only—give my best. Push two inches, lock it tight, Set the tempo for the fight. AED on if it’s close at hand, Call for backup—build the plan. This is where the rhythm starts, Strong hands steady failing hearts. ⸻ Verse 3 (Second Arriving) Second in, no time to wait, Swap compressions, keep the rate. Or drop the Lucas, lock it down, Mechanical force—steady pound. Pads go front and back in place, Anterior-posterior sets the pace. BIAD in, airway secured, Six breaths a minute—controlled, assured. Don’t stop compressions—not for a second, Airway comes second—that’s the method. ⸻ Chorus Pit crew motion, no one alone, Every task carved into stone. Push, shock, breathe, repeat the flow, No wasted time—just go, go, go. Hands on chest, don’t lose the beat, 100 to 120—fast and deep. Pit crew CPR—we own this fight, Turning chaos into organized might. ⸻ Verse 4 (Third Arriving – Leadership) Third one in, now structure forms, Leadership rises through the storm. BLS or ALS—take command, Assign the roles, guide every hand. “Rotate compressors, stay ahead, Fatigue will kill if it’s not addressed.” Every two minutes, switch it clean, No drop in quality—keep it mean. ⸻ Verse 5 (ALS Role) ALS steps in—now meds and lines, IV or IO—access the veins. Push the drugs, follow the code, But compressions first—that’s the road. Monitor on, rhythm displayed, Manual shocks now ready to be made. Charge to 360 before we pause, Minimize delay—that’s the cause. ⸻ Bridge (Team Leader) Team leader stands, sees it all, Controls the scene, answers the call. Watches compressions, calls the switch, Keeps the rhythm from falling off pitch. Handles family, manages space, Keeps the focus, sets the pace. From first arrival till ALS takes lead, They’re the voice of what we need. ⸻ Verse 6 (Fourth & Beyond) More hands come, fall in line, Take your role—respect the design. Monitor, meds, airway tight, Everyone pushing toward the light. No freelancing, no overlap, Follow direction—close the gap. ⸻ Breakdown (Quality CPR) Push hard, push fast, let it rise, Full recoil brings life back inside. Interruptions under ten, Every second counts again. No hyperventilation here, Ten a minute—crystal clear. Too much air will drop the flow, Perfusion falls—you gotta know. Passive O₂ till crew is set, Don’t overcomplicate it yet. ⸻ Verse 7 (Airway & Monitoring) BIAD first, keep it smooth, Don’t stop compressions just to prove. If tube goes in, one shot only, Miss it once—BIAD only. EtCO₂ tells the truth, Below ten? Improve your moves. Watch it climb—hope appears, That spike might mean ROSC is near. ⸻ Final Chorus Pit crew motion, perfectly timed, Every movement by design. From first push to final shock, We fight the clock—we never stop. Hands, airway, meds align, All as one—we draw the line. Pit crew CPR—we stand and fight, A team in sync… bringing back life. ⸻ Outro This ain’t luck, this ain’t chance, It’s training, trust, a practiced dance. When every second means everything— We don’t just respond… We execute.
