Under Pressure

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

That's okay!
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends scream, "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
People on the streets

Chipping around
Kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days
It never rains, but it pours

People on streets
People on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends scream, "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow takes me higher (higher)
Yeah

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 (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

Because 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)



Credits
Writer(s): David Bowie, Brian May, Roger Taylor, Freddie Mercury, John Deacon
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