Non-Album Tracks > "Under Pressure"	D. Bowie, B. May, F. Mercury
Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you no man ask for Under pressure That brings a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets, oh, yeah That's OK It's the terror of knowing What this world is about I'm watching my good friends screaming (Let me out) Praying tomorrow takes me higher Chippin' around Kick my brains round the floor These are the days It never rains but it pours Yeah, yeah People on the streets Yeah, yeah, yeah People on the street Yeah, yeah It's the terror of knowing What this world is about I'm watching my good friends screaming (Let me out) Praying tomorrow will take me higher And higher and higher Turned away from it all Like the blind man Sat on a fence but it don't work Keep coming up with love But it's so slashed and torn Why? Ooh, oh, why? Ooh, oh, no Why can't we give ourselves one more chance? Why can't we give love 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 Pushing down on me Pressing down on you Under pressure That brings a building down Splits a family in two 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 Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves