Under Pressure
A song performed by the band Queen and co-written by David Bowie. The beat was shamefully ripped-off by Vanilla Ice. But even through that and all of time the song and all it's greatness will never die.
"Boom boom ba deh, boom boom ba deh, bubba boom ba beh beh
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 the streets
Boom ba ba beh, boom ba ba beh, bee deh dop, ee deh dop
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream "Let me out"
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Deh deh det, ooh, ba da da da bom, O K
Trippin' around (kick my brains 'round the floor)
These are the days (it never rains but it pours)
Ee do da dep, ee da do bop bop, ee do bop, dee bop
People on the streets, dee da dee da det
People on the streets, dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream "Let me out"
Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher, high
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?
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...?
'Cause 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 way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves... Under pressure
Under pressure
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 the streets
Boom ba ba beh, boom ba ba beh, bee deh dop, ee deh dop
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream "Let me out"
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Deh deh det, ooh, ba da da da bom, O K
Trippin' around (kick my brains 'round the floor)
These are the days (it never rains but it pours)
Ee do da dep, ee da do bop bop, ee do bop, dee bop
People on the streets, dee da dee da det
People on the streets, dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends scream "Let me out"
Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher, high
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?
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...?
'Cause 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 way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves... Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure"
Under Pressure by Lithiyum January 7, 2005
