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 can not 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!!!





Submitted by Michael Hack