Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Under Pressure , by - Trevor Hall. Song from the album Unpack Your Memories..., in the genre ИндиRelease date: 26.03.2015
Record label: Vanguard
Song language: English
Under Pressure |
| Blessed are the strong |
| Let us sing long |
| Sing beyond right, Darling, sing beyond wrong |
| Sing beyond the walls, oh the walls that we build |
| ‘Cause this time it’s shoot to kill |
| So let it bless our lips, let us only speak of hope |
| Lay the rhythm down, Darling, this is how we cope |
| We follow melodies, swallow up the seven seas |
| Watch it grow like trees while we hold on to the rope |
| Drifting in the current as it flows through dreadlocks |
| If they close the door, well, we continue to knock |
| Dancing with our hands to the ceiling, this is such a sacred feeling |
| I’m believing that this song will never stop |
| The lineage is callin', friend of the fallin' |
| People running round but now there’ll be no more stallin' |
| Because the book has been opened and the called few are chosen |
| Now its time to break the clocks |
| Under pressure, under pressure |
| The world is comin' in cold |
| But I’ve got some magic to melt all the stone |
| Under pressure, under pressure, |
| But baby we can’t lose, |
| ‘cause oceans and flavor, they sing from this room |
| How can we go down when were bathing in the sound of the great souls |
| Come tenfold |
| Fire on the tongue as we’re drinking from the sun |
| It ain’t no evil, I’ve been told |
| Words are the arrow, song is the bow |
| Rhythm is the hunter and it shoots for my soul |
| Heart is the mirror, eyes the window |
| Gaze upon the most high, come fly home |
| I know the stars hold an ancient secret |
| Ash on my skin, well, you best believe it |
| Born of a holy tribe, now it’s either do or die |
| Which way you wanna fly in this concrete jungle |
| Don’t forget about the roots |
| Never fallin' down—we hold the parachutes |
| In this age of darkness we cling to truth |
| They water the leaves, but we water the roots |
| Under pressure, under pressure |
| The world’s comin' in cold |
| But I’ve got some magic to melt all the stone |
| Under pressure, under pressure, |
| But, baby, we can’t lose |
| ‘Cause oceans of flavor they sing from this room |
| Under pressure, under pressure |
| But we say bless go round |
| Come rise like a lion, take shelter in sound |
| Under pressure |
| Under pressure |