Foo Fighters Sziget Taylor Hawkings

13 Aug 2019, Budapest Sziget Festival

Under pressure (Queen, David Bowie) by Taylor Hawkings


Pressure pushing down on me

Pressing down on you, no man asked for

Under pressure, that burns a building down

Splits a family in two

Puts people on streets

 

That's OK

It's the terror of knowing what this world is about

Watching some good friends screaming "Let me out"

Pray tomorrow, gets me higher

Pressure on people, people on streets

 

Chippin' around, kick my brains around the floor

These are the days it never rains but it pours

 

People on streets, people on streets

 

It's the terror of knowing what this world is about

Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out"

Pray tomorrow, gets me higher and higher and high

Pressure on people, people on streets

 

Turned away from it all like a blind man

Sat on a fence but it don't work

Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn

Why, why, why?

Love

 

Insanity laughs under pressure, we're cracking

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?

Why can't we give love that one more chance?

Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?

'Cos love's such an old fashioned word

And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night

And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves

This is our last dance

 

This is ourselves under pressure, under pressure, pressure