Pressure

You have to learn to pace yourself

(Pressure)

You're just like everybody else

(Pressure)

You've only had to run so far, so good

But you will come to a place

Where the only thing you feel

Are loaded guns in your face

And you'll have to deal with pressure

You used to call me paranoid

(Pressure)

But even you cannot avoid

(Pressure)

You turn the tap-dance into your crusade

Now here you are with your faith

And your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face

And you cannot handle pressure

All grown up and no place to go

Psych one, psych two

What do you know?

All your life is Channel 13

Sesame Street

What does it mean?

I'll tell you what it means

Pressure, presure

Don't ask for help, you're all alone

(Pressure)

You'll have to answer to your own

(Pressure)

I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale

Well, here you are, in the ninth

Two men out and three men on

Nowhere to look, but inside

Where we all respond to pressure

Pressure

All your life is Time Magazine

I read it too

What does it mean?

Pressure!

I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale

But here you are with your faith

And your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face

And you cannot handle pressure

The pressure

Pressure

One, two, three, four, pressure!