Lyrics

You have to learn to pace yourself

Pressure

You're just like everybody else

Pressure

You've only had to run so far so good

But you will come to a place where the only thing you feel

Are loaded guns in your face and you'll have to deal with pressure

You used to call me paranoid

Pressure

But even you cannot avoid pressure

You turned the tap dance into your crusade

Now here you are with your faith and your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face and you cannot handle pressure

All grown up and no place to go

Psych one, psych two

What do you know

All your life is channel thirteen

Sesame Street

What does it mean

I'll tell you what it means

Pressure

Pressure

Don't ask for help you're all alone

Pressure

You'll have to answer to your own

Pressure

I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale

But here you are in the ninth two men out and three men on

Nowhere to look but inside where we all respond to pressure

Hmm, pressure

All your life is Time Magazine

I read it too

What does it mean

Pressure

I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale

But here you are with your faith and your Peter Pan advice

You have no scars on your face and you cannot handle pressure

Hmm, pressure

Ooh, pressure

One, two, three, four, pressure

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