[voices under intro]

(Ok, we're gonna do it, but it ain't gonna sound good.

Wait a minute, I gotta talk to you for a moment. [laughing])



We met on the high road

At a glance, both looking bright an shiny, clean

In that seamless perfection

From the makers of the ad in a magazine

But then one slip is all it takes

The earth is not too far away

I said my friend is calling out from the peaks above

While I'm laid out on the fertile plain



Talkin' to me now sayin'

Can't get around,

And you can't get around

The slippery things in life

And it's technically correct



But the preachin' is easy, baby

You better believe it

Talkin' to me now, sayin'

Talkin' is cheap in my book

Help me up if you've read it, ah yeah

Oh!

I'm under pressure

Under pressure

Crazy pressure now

Makes you want to quit!



Back on the high side

Little worse for the wear,

But I'm truly tried

And I'm now more forgiving

'Cause I know how it feels

Know what it's like



Say, can't get around

And you can't get around

The slippery things in life

Na, na, na, na, yeah

Preachin' is easy, baby

You better believe it

Talkin' to me like it's nothin'

Talkin' is cheap in my book

Look me up when you've read it, whoo!

Oh! Na, na, na, na, na

Under pressure

I'm under pressure

yeah, oh!



Try walkin' a straight line

Even while you're lookin' up the whole time

And there's so many steps in the right direction

So you're gonna miss one sometimes

Someone will say

Should have planned ahead

You should have turned around, oh

Should have seen