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Every day I’m Under Pressure Like there’s a Bowie knife at my neck Held by the Queen as she strokes her pet Cheshire I feel so lost I’m stranded on an island Trying to guess the weather Like the Professor But whatever I’ll keep digging for my treasure The oppressor Tries to securely hold me down On a stretcher God bless her But the measure of a man is not judged on whether he falls down It’s if he gives up and stays there forever I take great pleasure In being the aggressor And annoyingly laughing in her face Like Fran Drescher Every day I try to find a better feather To flock with But this god **** cold weather Keeps me grounded Like I’m tethered One day On the wings of a zephyr I’ll take a flight That takes me home To visit with John Denver
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Apr 30, 2023
Apr 30, 2023 at 2:45 PM UTC
Under Pressure
Every day I’m Under Pressure Like there’s a Bowie knife at my neck Held by the Queen as she strokes her pet Cheshire I feel so lost I’m stranded on an island Trying to guess the weather Like the Professor But whatever I’ll keep digging for my treasure The oppressor Tries to securely hold me down On a stretcher God bless her But the measure of a man is not judged on whether he falls down It’s if he gives up and stays there forever I take great pleasure In being the aggressor And annoyingly laughing in her face Like Fran Drescher Every day I try to find a better feather To flock with But this god **** cold weather Keeps me grounded Like I’m tethered One day On the wings of a zephyr I’ll take a flight That takes me home To visit with John Denver
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Apr 30, 2023
Apr 30, 2023 at 2:45 PM UTC
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