Pressure

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 turn 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 13 Sesame Street What does it mean?

I'll tell you what it means Pressure, presure

Don't ask for help, you're all alone (Pressure) You'll have to answer to your own (Pressure) I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale Well, here you are, in the ninth Two men out and three men on Nowhere to look, but inside Where we all respond to pressure

Pressure

All your life is Time Magazine I read it too What does it mean?

Pressure!

I'm sure you 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

The pressure

Pressure One, two, three, four, pressure!