queen

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 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 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 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

-Queen, Under Pressure