Under Pressure (feat. David Bowie)

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 okay 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 Okay Chipping 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, high, 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, love, love, love Insanity laughs under pressure, we're breaking 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, give love? 'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word And love dares you to care for The people on the (People on streets) edge of the night And love (People on streets) 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