Under Pressure (OST "It's Kind of a Funny Story #2")
Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man asked for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets
That's ok It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out" Pray tomorrow, gets me higher Pressure on people, people on streets
Chippin' around, kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours
People on streets, people on streets
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out" Pray tomorrow, gets me higher and higher and high 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, give love, give love? 'Cos 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 ourselves under pressure, under pressure, pressure