Pressure

The man emerges from the shadows

Sorting out his camera angles

No real violence, and no repeal

Camera, action: shoot to thrill

The man let go with both the barrels

Sorted out his petty quarrels

No street fighter no man of steel

Just easy action, shoot to kill

Get a gun, shoot for fun

Fake a lie and get on the run

Where to go, what to do?

This Pressure’s made a killer out of you

An invitation across the nation

To go killing in the streets

Recession's here, the time is right

For shooting up the streets now

...Shoot for fun

Fake a lie, get on the run

Where d'ya go, who d’ya see?

This Pressure’s made a killer out of me

Don’t believe the narrative

Don’t believe El Paso

Make believe in Hungerford,

Christchurch and Bikini Atoll

Don’t believe Las Vegas, now

Don’t believe in Elon Musk

Fairytales from London Bridge

Don’t forget your narwhal tusk

No food, no hope, no job, no pride

Make a deal, and come inside

No faith, no soul, no life, no money

Come inside and taste the honey...

No matter where you are

You know you won't get far

From the lying and the pain

Don’t you bring it back again

Chaos made a killer

Made a killer out of you

Maybe they’ll just stop your rights

And then they'll crush the truth

Get a gun, shoot for fun

Fake a lie, get on the run

Where d'ya go, who d’ya see?

Pressure’s made a killer out of me

Get a gun, shoot for fun

Fake a lie, and get on the run

Where d'ya go, who d’ya see?

This pressure’s taken its toll on me

(c) & (p) Gary Pearce / Happy Millionaire Music 2020

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