The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
The Hellacopters
Keep your head above the water
And your passed on tattered shoes
On the ground
Express your inner feelings
Take a stand
Whenever no one's around
Oh, know your leeways like you know your hand
Know your exits like you know the back of your hand
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
We stand up to fall over
And lie down for a beating over you
It's a weight that we're all under
From a hundred million things overdue
Yeah, know your leeways like you know your hand
Know your exits like you know the back of your hand
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
Yeah, know your leeways like you know your hand
And know your exits like you know the back of your hand
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
We're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
We're all gonna die, we pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
Well yeah, we're all gonna die, so pray we'll get things done
From the cradle rocking to the grave, the pressure's on
Nicke Andersson:
That one’s a little different because Boba, the keyboard player, wrote the music. I wrote the lyrics and the vocal melody and arranged a little bit of it, so that’s the team effort of the album. Lyrically, it’s pretty simple. It’s just about the pressure that’s on everybody these d...