Album: Who Killed...... The Zutons?
I can't get this pressure point outta my head,
I can't get this pressure point outta my head,
I feel it in work ya know I feel it in bed,
I can't get this pressure point outta my headI've paid all my bills and I've acted so well
And I ain't been cheatin' there's nothin' to tell
So why all this pressure I don't understand
When all of my neighbours I lend them a hand
Doctor oh doctor I'm willing to learn
Why all of my bones, well they toss and they turn
Mother oh mother I'm begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
Pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure
A weary old soldier well I have become,
With all of this pressure my minds on the run
Oh maybe a change and its all for the best
Or maybe its something to get off my chest
Doctor oh doctor I'm begging you please
To rid me of madness and cure this disease
Mother oh mother I'm willing to learn
Why all of my bones well they toss and they turn
Pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure,pressure