Ee day da — that's okay It's the terror of knowing What the world is about Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow gets me higher Pressure on people people on streets Day day de mm hm Da da da ba ba Okay Chippin' around — kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours
Got no feel I got no rhythm I just keep losing my beat (you just keep losing and losing) I'm okay I'm alright (he's alright) Ain't gonna face no defeat I just gotta get out of this prison cell Someday I'm gonna be free Lord
Here we are, born to be kings. We're the princes of the universe. Here we belong, fighting to survive In a world with the darkest powers, heh... And here we are, we're the princes of the universe. Here we belong, fighting for survival. We've come to be the rulers of you all.
Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you no man ask for Under pressure that brings a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets