Queen – Under pression 1

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
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Whatching some good friends
screaming "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Whatching some good friends
screaming "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
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...
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
'Cause love's such and 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 way of
caring about ourselves
This is our last dance, this is our last dance
This is ourselves
under pressure under pressure
Pressure