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