Lyrics : David Bowie/John Deacon/Brian May/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor
Music : David Bowie/John Deacon/Brian May/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor
I thought I'd made it, celebrated, when I got my TV show
But the haters out there hating got my ratings low, low, low
It's hard to compete with videos of twerking hogs
And water skiing squirrels
And monkeys riding on the backs of dogs
(So much pressure)
Have mercy! I'm not the Percy that you've always heard about
That Percy, he was successful, that Percy had a lot of clout
Back then, back when, I was high on that hill
But now, I'm broke here on the bottom
With no way to pay my bills
It's getting harder every day to catch a break
So when I see a chance,
Then it's a chance I really need to take
I'm just looking for a way of bouncing back
The rent is due, I'm in a fix and I'm about to crack
(Under pressure)
Brenda, I'm making this up on the spot
(Under pressure)
Which is impressive, lets be honest. Come on!
Brenda, Brenda I'm a desperate man!
So help me get back on the top a-rockin' again! (No pressure)
Brenda, Brenda won't you hear my plea?
The weight of all the world
Is really weighing on me! (So much pressure)
This is no time to quit
I'm on the verge of a hit
And I'm determined to make this a success, yeah
Brenda, tell me you see
All the potential of me
I'll do whatever it takes to make you say yes
Down on my knees
Begging you please
Won't you tell me you understand
Lend me a hand
All you've gotta save me, save me, save me, save me