Under Pressure (From "Bohemian Rhapsody") - Knightsbridge

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,

put people on streets.

That’s okay!

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.

Chippin' around

keep my brains on 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 scream:

«Let me out!»

Pray tomorrow gets me higher, higher, higher!

(Pressure on people),

(people on streets).

Turn 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.

Whyyyy, whyyyy, whyyyyyy

Love, love, love!

Insanity laughs,

under pressure we’re cracking.

Can’t we give ourself

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…

'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 ourselves…

Under pressure.

Under pressure.

Pressure.