Pub Music LCL April 2020 - Under Pressure - Queen & David Bowie

LCL Advertising “Thank you to all those who make our country live”

Advertisement broadcast in: April 2020

Keywords : special covid-19, banking & insurance LCL Thank you to all those who make our country live

Music accompanying LCL advertising

Title: Under Pressure
Artist: Queen & David Bowie
Genre: Rock
From the album: Best of Bowie
This music was published in: 1981

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Under Pressure – Original lyrics and translated lyrics

Original lyrics english	Translated lyrics in French
Pressure: pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man asks for Under pressure that burns a building down Splits a family into two Puts people on streets That's OK That's the terror of knowing What this world is about Watching some good friends screaming “Let me out!” Tomorrow gets me higher Pressure on people, people on streets OK Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor These are the days: it never rains but it pours People on streets People on streets It's the terror of knowing What this world is about Watching some good friends screaming “Let me out!” Tomorrow gets me higher, higher Pressure on people, people on streets (high) Turned away from it all like a blind man Sat on a fence, but it doesn't work Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn Why, why, why? Love, love, love, love, love Insanity laughs under pressure We're breaking Can't we give ourselves one more chance? Why can't we give love that one more chance? Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love? 'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves under pressure under pressure Pressure	Pressure: Push on me Press on, no one asks Under pressure that burns a building Divides a family in two Put people on the streets It's OK It's the terror of knowing What is this world talking about? Watching good friends scream “Let me out!” Tomorrow makes me higher Pressure on people, people in the streets OKAY Chippin' Around, kick me on the floor These are the days: it never rains but it flows People in the streets People in the streets It's the terror of knowing What is this world talking about? Watching good friends scream “Let me out!” Tomorrow makes me higher, higher Pressure on people, people in the streets (top) Turned away from everything like a blind man Sitting on a fence, but it don't work Keep finding love, but it's so cut and torn Why, why, why? Love love love love love Madness laughs under pressure We break Can't we give ourselves one more chance? Why can't we give more love? Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love , give love? Because love is an old-fashioned word And I love you dare to take care of people at the edge of the night And I love you dare to change the way we care about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance It's ourselves Under pressure Under pressure Pressure

Original lyrics
english

Translated lyrics
in French

Pressure: pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man asks for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family into two
Puts people on streets

That's OK
That's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming
“Let me out!”
Tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets

OK
Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days: it never rains but it pours

People on streets
People on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming
“Let me out!”

Tomorrow gets me higher, higher
Pressure on people, people on streets (high)

Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence, but it doesn't work
Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn

Why, why, why?
Love, love, love, love, love
Insanity laughs under pressure
We're breaking

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?

'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word
And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves

under pressure
under pressure
Pressure

Pressure: Push on me
Press on, no one asks
Under pressure that burns a building
Divides a family in two
Put people on the streets

It's OK
It's the terror of knowing
What is this world talking about?
Watching good friends scream
“Let me out!”
Tomorrow makes me higher
Pressure on people, people in the streets

OKAY
Chippin' Around, kick me on the floor
These are the days: it never rains but it flows

People in the streets
People in the streets

It's the terror of knowing
What is this world talking about?
Watching good friends scream
“Let me out!”

Tomorrow makes me higher, higher
Pressure on people, people in the streets (top)

Turned away from everything like a blind man
Sitting on a fence, but it don't work
Keep finding love, but it's so cut and torn

Why, why, why?
Love love love love love
Madness laughs under pressure
We break

Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give more love?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love , give love?

Because love is an old-fashioned word
And I love you dare to take care of people at the edge of the night
And I love you dare to change the way we care about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
It's ourselves

Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure