Pressure pushing down on me… Presho’ pushin’ daun on mi
Pressing down on you, no man ask for… Presin’ daun on yiu, no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down… Ander presho’ dat berns a bildin’ daun
Splits a family in two… Esplits a fam’ly in tshu
Puts people on streets… Puts pipol on estriits

 

It’s the terror of knowing… Its de terro’ o’ nowuin’
What this world is about… Wuat dis wuorl’ is abao
Watching some good friends… Wuatchin’ som’ gud frends
Screaming, “Let me out!”… Eskriimin’, “Let mi aut!”
Tomorrow gets me higher… Tumorro’ guets mi jayier
Pressure on people – people on streets… Presho’ on pipol – pipol on estriits

Chippin’ around, kick my brains ‘round the floor… Chipin’ arraun’, kik ma’ breins raun’ de floor
These are the days – it never rains but it pours… Diis ar’ de deys – it neve’ reins barit poor’
People on streets – people on streets… Pipol on de estriits – pipol on estriits

It’s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, “Let me out!”
Tomorrow gets me higher, higher, higher… Tumorro’ guets mi jay’, jay’, jayie’
Pressure on people – people on streets

Turned away from it all like a blind man… Tern’ awuey fromirol laik a blain’ man
Sat on a fence but it don’t work… Sat on a fens bari’ don’ wuork
Keep coming up with love but it’s so slashed and torn… Kiip cominap wuitd lov’ barits so eslash’ en’ torn
Why, why, why?… Guay, guay, guay?
Love… Lov’
Insanity laughs under pressure we’re cracking… Insanity lafs ander presho’ wuer crakin’
Can’t we give ourselves one more chance?… Ken’ wui guiv’ aorselvs wuan mor chens?
Why can’t we give love that one more chance?… Wuay ken’ wui guiv lov dat wuan mor chens?
Why can’t we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?… Wuay ken’ wui guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov, guiv lov?
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‘Cause love’s such an old-fashioned word… Cos lovs satch an ol-fashon wuor’
And love dares you to care for… En’ lov’ ders yiu tu ker for
The people on the edge of the night… De pipol on de edch of de nai’
And love dares you to change our way of… En lov ders yiu tu cheinch aor wuey of
Caring about ourselves… Kerin’ abau’ aorselfs
This is our last dance… Dis is aor las’ dens
This is our last dance
This is ourselves… Dis is aorselfs
Under pressure… Ander presho’
Under pressure
Pressure… Preshor

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