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 Um-ba-ba-be Um-ba-ba-be De-day-da Ee-day-da, that's okay It's the terror of knowing what the world is about Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out!" Pray tomorrow gets me higher Pressure on people, people on streets Da-day-de Da-da-ba-ba Okay Chipping around, kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours Dee-da-ba-ba Ee-dee-da-ba-ba Dee-do-da Ba-da People on streets Da-da-dee-da-de People on streets Da-da-dee-da-dee-da-dee-da It's the terror of knowing what the world is about Watching some good friends screaming, 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher, the higher Turned away from it all like a blind man I sat on a fence but it don't work Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn Why, why, why, why? Oh love, love, love, love, love, love, love Insanity laughs under pressure, we break Why 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? 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 Pressure Under pressure Pressure