(feat. The Used)


[Originally by David Bowie/Queen]


Pressure!


Pushing down on me

Pressing down on you no man ask for

Under pressure

That burns a building down

Splits a family in two

Puts people on streets


Bah bah dah bah bah dah

(Yeah) (Yeah)


That's okay!

It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about

Watching some good friends

Screaming "Let me out!"

Pray tomorrow takes me higher

Pressure on people

People on streets


Okay!

Bah bah dah bah bah dah


Chippin' around

Kick my brains round the floor

These are the days

It never rains but it pours

Bah bah dah bah bah dah


People on streets

People on streets


It's the terror of knowing

What this world is about

Watching some good friends

Screaming "Let me out!"

Pray tomorrow takes me higher (higher)


Turned away from it all

Like a blind man

Sat on a fence but it don't work

Keep coming up with love

But it's so slashed and torn


Why? Why? Why?

Love! Love! Love!


Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?

Why can't we give love that one more chance?

Why can't we give love give love give love?

Give love give love give love give love give love?


Cause love's such an old fashioned word

And love dares you to care

For the people on the edge of the night

And love dares you to change our ways

Of caring about ourselves


This is our last dance

This is our last dance

This is ourselves under pressure


Under pressure

Under pressure