Pressure piano leadsheet with chords

You have to learn to pace yourself.

Pressure! You're just like ev'rybody 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 cannot 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 One, Psych

Two, what do you know?

All your life is

Channel Thirteen, Sesame Street.

What does it mean?

Pressure!

Pressure!

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!