Crooked Fingers - Under Pressure lyrics

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 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 (twice) 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 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..... 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