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 1, Psych 2
What do you know?
All your life is channel 13

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
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

Pressure
Pressure
One, two, three, four

Pressure