#songs to do cpr to

[lonelynpc]

20 Songs Other Than Stayin' Alive I've Heard People Sing/Play During CPR to Measure Compressions

(cpr should be 100-120 compressions/minute)

dancing queen by abba: 101 bpm.

everybody (backstreet's back) by the backstreet boys: 108 bpm.

head like a hole by nine inch nails: 115 bpm.

good lookin' by dixon dallas: 107 bpm.

thriller by michael jackson: 118 bpm.

the call by the backstreet boys: 104 bpm.

mayonaka no door / stay with me by miki matsubara: 108 bpm.

unwritten by natasha bedingfield: 100 bpm.

never gonna give you up by rick astley: 113 bpm.

9 to 5 by dolly parton: 105 bpm.

kung fu fighting by carl douglas: 102 bpm.

i'll make a man out of you from the mulan soundtrack: 114 bpm.

fruit salad by the wiggles: 120 bpm (original).

ring of fire by johnny cash: 104 bpm.

bezos i by bo burnham: 115 bpm.

bezos ii by bo burnham: 100 bpm.

hey sexy lady by shaggy: 102 bpm.

the choice is yours (revisited) by black sheep: 101 bpm.

girls & boys by blur: 120 bpm.

getcha head in the game by drew seeley (troy bolton): 113 bpm.

might add more because there's so many but i feel like this is a nice mix. maybe i'll make a cpr playlist idk.

below the cut is a little guide to first aid.

always remember: DRS ABCD

Danger: is there danger, this can include vehicles, gas, power lines or cords, etc, to yourself bystanders and/or the patient? yes: do not put yourself or others in danger. call for help. no: continue. Response*: is the patient responsive? do they respond to you when you speak loudly and clearly? squeezing their shoulders? yes: ask them if you can help them**, check for injuries, continue to assess response and breathing. call for help if needed and if given permission. no: continue. Send for help: get somebody to call an ambulance or call them yourself, send somebody for a defibrillator if possible, or shout for help. be loud. "i need help over here!" "does anyone know first aid?" how to avoid the bystander effect: address people directly. "you in the red shirt, call an ambulance." "hey, person in the green jumper, find and grab the nearest defib." Airway: open the mouth, check for obstructions such as vomit, water, food, etc. is there an obstruction? yes: roll them onto their side and let it drain or fall from their mouth, or gently sweep it from their mouth with your fingers, if possible. check to make sure it is clear before continuing. no: continue. Breathing: tilt the head back. place your ear above the mouth and nose to listen for breath sounds and feel the breath on the side of your face, face the chest and place your hand on their chest to see and feel if it is rising and falling. is your patient breathing normally? yes: place them in the recovery position, continue to monitor response, breathing and check for injuries. if they stop breathing normally, start CPR. no: continue. CPR: chest compressions:rescue breaths, 30:2 at 100-120 bpm. 5-6cm (2-2.5 inches) depth. if possible, ask people to take over for you when you are tired. 2 minute "shifts" are recommended to prevent fatigue and maintain effectiveness. check for breathing with each rescue breath. in the event of drowning, give five initial rescue breaths before beginning chest compressions. if you notice obvious signs of life such as breathing, moving, coughing, talking, stop cpr and place the patient in recovery position. continue to monitor breathing and assess for response and injuries. Defibrillate: if somebody is with you, get them to remove clothing on the chest and place the pads as per instructions while you continue compressions (maintain patient dignity, limit the people around, etc), or do it yourself if it is only you. follow defib instructions, continue cpr as instructed. do not touch the casualty when the defib is delivering the shock, clearly announce to anyone with you, "do not touch the patient. everyone stand back. all clear?" and wait for everyone to confirm before delivering the shock, announce that you are delivering the shock, "delivering shock now." have somebody record the time the shock was delivered each time, if possible, this will help paramedics and medical staff later. i wave my hands over the chest without touching them then hold my hands up so they are visible. if you notice obvious signs of life such as breathing, moving, coughing, talking, stop cpr and place the patient in recovery position with defib pads still in place in case you need to use it again. continue to monitor breathing and assess for response and injuries. always loudly and clearly state what you are doing. "starting chest compressions," "checking for breathing," "i'm just rolling you onto your side," etc. continue cpr until: you are too tired to continue, you notice obvious signs of life, aed prompts you to remove your hands, somebody else can take over, an ambulance arrives, or the scene becomes unsafe.

*remember COWS! this is, "Can you hear me?", "Open your eyes for me," "What is your name?" and "Squeeze my hands." make sure you hold both hands when asking them to squeeze your hands in case they have had a stroke.

**if a responsive casualty does not give consent, do not do it, don't call an ambulance for a responsive casualty unless they consent either. i know you want to help and there's a lot of adrenaline involved but if they don't want your help, respect that. if they become unresponsive or unconscious, run through DRS ABCD again.

i definitely recommend getting your first aid certificate if you're able. it could save a life.

[jinxed-sinner]

List of Hazbin Hotel Songs You Can Do CPR To

*From what I found via a quick Google search, recommended BPM for CPR is 100 to 120 BPM

Hell's Greatest Dad (120 BPM)

Respectless (101 BPM)

It Starts With Sorry (111 BPM)

More Than Anything - Reprise (111 BPM)

For anyone who's wondering the BPM of the other songs on the soundtrack:

Happy Day In Hell - 80 BPM

Hell Is Forever - 138 BPM

Stayed Gone - 202 BPM

Whatever It Takes - 180 BPM

Poison - 75 BPM

Loser, Baby - 88 BPM

More Than Anything - 131 BPM

Welcome To Heaven - 122 BPM

You Didn't Know - 146 BPM

Out For Love - 125 BPM

Ready For This - 137 BPM

Finale - 133 BPM

Additionally, the I.M.P. jingle is 100 BPM so you can also do CPR to the I.M.P. jingle if you really want to. Just thought someone would be interested in knowing lmao

[stylessatellite]

just found out that you can perform cpr to matilda..

so now i’m just picturing someone doing cpr while singing “you don’t have to be sorry for leaving and growing up”

you can also perform it to cinema as well

“i guess you’re in time, you’re getting yourself wet for me”

“You pop when we get intimate”

“Dust off the high and go to sleep”

[maybenexttime]

Sharing this for two reasons:

Genuinely useful information. You never know when someone might need CPR.

It is extremely funny to me to think of someone doing life-saving CPR to the tune of Sweet Home Alabama, Work It, One Week, or, in fact, most of the songs on this list. (But if someone is going to do CPR on me, I'd be pretty happy with Somebody to Love. Just putting it out there.)

[sapphosdickandballs]

My friends call me a loser

'Cause I'm still hanging around

I've heard so many rumors

That I'm just a girl you bang on your couch

I thought you thought of me better

Someone you couldn't lose

You said, "we're not together"

So now when we kiss I have anger issues

You said, "baby, no attachment"

But we're...

Knee-deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out

Is it casual now?

Two weeks and your mom invites me to her house in long beach

Is it causal now?

I know what you tell your friends

It's causal, if it's causal now

Than baby, get me off again

If it's causal, if it's causal now

Dumb love, I love being stupid Dream of us in a year Maybe we'd have an apartment And you'd show me off to your friends at the pier

I know, "Baby, no attachment" But we're

Knee deep in the passenger seat, and you're eating me out Is it casual now? Two weeks, and your mom invites me to her house on Long Beach Is it casual now? I know what you tell your friends It's casual, if it's casual now Then, baby, get me off again If it's casual

It's hard being casual  When my favorite bra lives in your dresser And it's hard being casual  When I'm on the phone talking down your sister And I try to be the chill girl  That holds her tongue and gives you space I try to be the chill girl  But honestly, I'm not

Knee deep in the passenger seat, and you're eating me out Two weeks, and your mom invites me to her Long Beach house I know what you tell your friends Baby, get me off again I fucked you in the bathroom when we went to dinner Your parents at the table, you wonder why I'm bitter Bragging to your friends, I get off when you hit it I hate to tell the truth, but I'm sorry, dude, you didn't I hate that I let this drag on so long, now I hate myself Hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hellllllll

So which one of us is the mermaid and which is the Chappell

[windienine]

created a soul of sovereignty playlist for your ongoing travails

[eclipsedshadowk]

Probably some unimportant info, but I have learned that the only song in London After Midnight's album, Psycho Magnet, the only song in the damn album that you can save someone's life by maybe getting a few ribs potentially broken, trying to get their heart beating again just for them to be alive is fucking Psycho Magnet

[cowardstiel]

but don’t tell my fart, my achy breaky shart

[atohii]

the fact that you can do CPR to the chorus of pink pony club makes me giggle

[loving-delusions]

feelin a bit better now👍 yippee

had to listen to som tunes to help with the oncoming stress next week lmao

[violent138]

The Batkids infect each other with a tendency to think of or hum a really goofy song when on patrol and ninety percent sure they're gonna see something out of their worst nightmares.

Jason, turning to Steph: "Are you... are you seriously fucking humming Stayin' Alive right now?"

Steph: "Bitch please I've been hearing you hum macarena."

Jason: "My thing works, your thing is tempting fate."

Steph: "Not if we need to do CPR."

Jason, groaning: "There you go again, tempting the fucking universe--"

Steph: "Being around you already doomed me. Did you see that?"

Jason, turning around fast, gun drawn: "See what? Oh shit--" *fires off shots while Steph throws a few Batarangs* "--goddamn it, we missed--"

*something fast moves behind them in the dark*

Steph and Jason: *humming Stayin' Alive*

[ifearzombies]

Rules MC Has To Follow in HoL

Lucifer’s Rules for MC in the House of Lamentation.

1. MC is not allowed to play sexy songs that are audible to the rest of the house.

2. Following rule 1, they’re also not allowed to sing and dance along to sexy songs. Rules one and two were originally lower, but after the ‘CupcakKe: CPR’ incident where several walls were destroyed and MC could not walk for two days they were moved to be the top most rules.

3. MC is not allowed to do the other brothers’ chores. Cooking is a slight exception as if they want to cook on a night not theirs, that’s their choice. But Lucifer will not have MC doing the other brothers’ laundry or clean their rooms. It takes too much time and the brothers will use it as an excuse to occupy MC exclusively.

4. MC is not allowed to help Mammon with his schemes anymore. Not after the calendar incident. Lucifer is still unhappy about all the pin ups that MC posed for. Diavolo keeps asking when the next calendar will be done.

5. MC is not allowed to go to the Celestial Realm without a demon or Simeon or Solomon. Lucifer doesn’t trust Michael. At all.

6. MC is not allowed to wear ‘Daisy Dukes’ or anything that short around the house. Levi’s nosebleed took days to clean up from. Barbatos wondered who Satan had killed.

7. MC is not allowed any pets. They have Mammon. Lucifer’s deemed that sufficient.

8. MC is not allowed to break down any more doors. Nor are they allowed to order one of the brothers to break down any doors. No one has busted into their room since the lock was installed. There’s no need to break doors in retaliation anymore.

9. MC is not allowed to carry a second backpack of snacks. Beel has his own backpack just for snacks. Not to mention, it’s bad for their back.

10. MC is not allowed to take anyone other than Asmo into Asmo’s bath. It’s very sweet they wish to have special baths with everyone else, but Asmo nearly ripped Levi’s tail off after finding a lot of scales in there that clogged up the drain. Same with all the fur from Belphagor’s tail.

[ollieseastone]

I forgot that "Nellie the Elephant" is the song people are taught to do CPR to in England and got such whiplash hearing Alice sing it while the Drowning Victim waxes poetry about their own death

[f1amour]

✧˚ · . 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍

pairing: lewis hamilton x reader

warnings: age gap (reader is 27 lewis is 39), italics are flashbacks, angst. no happy ending

authors note: not spell checked sorryyy. based off this request. heavily inspired by the song so long, london. hope you all enjoy this fic and cry as much as i did writing it <3

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So (So) long (Long), London (London)

So (So) long (Long), London (London)

So (So) long (Long), London (London)

“Flight 444 from London to Mexico City will begin boarding in ten minutes please have your passports and tickets ready.”

Even a number reminded you of him. It was good you’ll be leaving this place that reminded you so much of him. You didn’t want to leave but you had to.

“I just don’t understand why you didn’t come to me and talk about it. You said you’d retire with Mercedes then we would start a family. Now I’m finding out through social media that you signed with Ferrari for 2025?” You call after Lewis who had walked into the house with you standing in the living room with a pissed off look on your face.

“I don’t understand why I need to discuss that with you. It’s my career not yours, you don’t have one.” He says and immediately regrets it.

“Because I gave it up for you! To be the happy and proud girlfriend who went to every race and stays behind the cameras. The one you go home with. The one who supports you through every thing. Who celebrates your big wins and the smallest ones. I’m not taking this disrespect from you, Lewis.”

I saw in my mind fairy lights through the mist

I kept calm and carried the weight of the rift

Pulled him in tighter each time he was driftin' away

My spine split from carrying us up the hill

Wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill

I stopped tryna make him laugh, stopped tryna drill the safe

Lewis had convinced you to give him a year with Ferrari and after you two would get engaged and have your family like you both always wanted.

He still had the 2024 season with Mercedes and was going to make the most of it. You stopped going to every single race deciding to stay home and figure out what you’d be doing with your career. You had met lewis when you were 22 and he was 33. The age difference didn’t bother you but you never thought it would actually get in the way.

It was the opposite as most age gaps are discussed the older one wants a family by now and the younger one still wants to make a life for themselves before having a family.

You were ready for the next step you wanted to marry Lewis after five years together but he was still focused on his career and trying for his 8th championship title.

“I’m gonna be late. I’ve got a meeting with the team and I don’t know how long we will be.” You read the text message from Lewis and sigh deciding to get out of your dress and into some comfortable clothes.

Your usual date nights you had at least one time a week had dissipated to almost none at all. Even when it would be long distance you’d have face time dates with Lewis but recently it’s just been distant with rarely any calls or texts.

You weren’t sure if you could keep going on like this.

Thinkin', "How much sad did you think I had. Did you think I had in me?"

Oh, the tragedy

So long, London

You'll find someone

Ticket purchased for Heathrow airport to Mexico City April 18th, 2024. One way.

You had decided it was now or never to leave the relationship. You loved Lewis but feeling like a second choice was no longer the healthy thing in your life. You’ve felt so unloved for awhile now that it was messing with your mental health.

London was your home for so long. He was your home for so long. But it was time to say goodbye.

I didn't opt in to be your odd man out

I founded the club she's heard great things about

I left all I knew, you left me at the house by the Heath

I stoppеd CPR, after all, it's no use

The spirit was gonе, we would never come to

And I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free

“I’m a bit confused…why am I dropping you off at the airport? I don’t have to leave until a few more days.” Lewis says pulling into the private parking lot.

You get out of the car and grab your suitcases out of the trunk with his help, “I’m done, Lewis. I’m done waiting for you. I’m done being the second choice.”

“No, no, no. You cant do this, y/n!” He shakes his head while you let one of the airline workers grab your suitcases.

“I can do this actually. Just like you can decide our future for the both of us I can break up with you. I’m 27 years old, Lewis. I want to marry you. I want to have your children. I want to support you at every race while being the supportive wife. I’m so in love with you that I would give up everything including my career to make you happy.” You look at him, sadness in your eyes.

It was a realization you both were finally coming to terms with…it wasn’t a healthy relationship anymore. To give someone hopes of a family and marriage one day that may never happens wasn’t right. And to give up your career for him didn’t settle right with him either.

It was the end now.

“I’m so sorry, my love.” He whispers wiping your tears away but they just keep on flowing.

“I’m sorry too. For believing you everytime. I gave up most of my 20’s for you. I gave up the time where I should be enjoying my life and figuring out what I want to do with my career. But I blame myself too because I was so in love that I would look past all our flaws.”

For so long, London

Stitches undone

Two graves, one gun

I'll find someone

“We’ve done so much good for each other. The last few months haven’t been the best but you gave me some amazing years filled with love. I won’t ever forget that.” You tell Lewis kissing his cheek.

His eyes know welled up with tears, “I love you. I know I didn’t show it enough lately but I love you. I always will.”

It was sad to think of but Lewis was your first love.

But you would be his last.

And you say I abandoned the ship

But I was going down with it

My white-knuckle dying grip

Holding tight to your quiet resentment

And my friends said it isn't right to be scared

Every day of a love affair

Every breath feels like rarest air

When you're not sure if he wants to be there

THREE MONTHS LATER.

“Eight times we’ve said it before, here’s a ninth for you. Lewis Hamilton wins the British Grand Prix!” The crew you were with cheer watching the race while you sit there with little to no emotion in your eyes. It was nothing out of the ordinary for them seeing as you told them you didn’t know much about the sport and had no interest in it (all lies).

They had known you for three months now and for that time they have seen you only smile for guests who were on board and when they weren’t you didn’t show much emotion.

They loved your personality when you would show it at times so they assumed it was just some personal problems at home that had you so sad sometimes.

He had finally won after two years of no wins and he had done it in his home. A home that was once yours.

You wanted to cry and shout for him but you felt nothing, your soul had been so empty since leaving him. You hated him for it.

So how much sad did you think I had

Did you think I had in me?

How much tragedy?

Just how low did you

Think I'd go 'fore I'd self-implode?

'Fore I'd have to go be free?

“So we’ve got some guests coming on board later on today they’ll be here for three days. The primary is very well known I am told to not disclose his name until they are here so please as always treat our guests as usual and minding for autographs.” Your captain tells everyone and they all nod in agreement but then start conversing with each other about who it could be.

You were just ready to get back to work and not hear about Lewis’s win for the 100th time today.

It was time to welcome the guests on board and while the crew waits as they walk on board you can’t help but feel some nerves which you never get while on the job.

And as they all come in you realize why you were feeling that way as Lewis now stands right in front of you followed by a group of people (half of them models) which you’d never met before.

You give your fakest smile to them all shaking their hands until it comes to Lewis, your hand only lingers on his for a quick second before you pull away.

One of the models clings on him while you show them around the yacht.

Was it so easy for him to move on? Did he ever really love you?

You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues?

I died on the altar waitin' for the proof

You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days

And I'm just getting color back into my face

I'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place for

It had been a day with Lewis and his friend on board and you’ve successfully been able to avoid being in a room alone with him. He was shocked how much you’d change in just a short amount of time.

Your eyes no longer holding any emotion in them. Your smile now only held up when attending to guests. You were a completely new person. He wasn’t sure if it was for better or worse.

You’d been setting up the dinner table when you freeze smelling the familiar cologne you’d gotten so used to for five years.

“How did you find me?” You turn to Lewis, him knowing exactly what you meant by the question. He had all the money in the world and chose to travel to Mexico to enjoy his break? His own yacht sitting in Monaco but he chose to go on a different one?

“I…I hired someone to find you. I needed to see how you were doing and you weren’t answering my messages, y/n. What happened? You changed.”

“I changed? Fucking hell I mean what do you think? The person I thought I would marry and grow old with refused to show me any commitment. He failed to love me the last few months we were together. I gave up a career I loved for him and now I’m here attending to other people and their needs…it’s like I never got out of our relationship the way I care for others but myself.” You chuckle, your eyes no longer filled with tears as they usually would have by now.

You felt nothing but at the same time felt everything looking at him.

So (So) long (Long), London (London)

Had (Had) a (A) good (Good) run (Run)

A moment (Moment) of warm sun (Sun)

But I'm (I'm) not (Not) the (The) one (One)

So (So) long (Long), London (London)

Stitches (Stitches) undone (Undone)

Two (Two) graves (Graves) one gun (Gun)

You'll (You'll) find (Find) someone

“I’m not gonna tell you this again but please let me go. I need you to let me go because if I stare at you any longer I will go back. I’ll be yours again. But I’m already lost enough within myself, Lewis. I’ll be okay one day it’s going to take time but I’m grieving. I’m grieving us. Our dreams. You. I’m learning how to live again and it’s not easy but I’ll be okay. But you need to let me go. Please just do that for me?” You beg him. You’d be on your knees begging just so this pain in your heart would finally leave. You loved him so much it hurt but the stars weren’t aligned for both of you.

“Maybe in another life we could have made it?” Lewis says, his hand on your cheek.

You lean into his touch knowing it would be the last time you’d feel him close, “In another life.” You whisper quietly where he barely heard it.

Why not in this life?