Lyrics
My head's under pressure baby
Life's the same
It's like a suicidal incubator cooking my brain
There must be some sonic infiltrator making the strain
See, I'm a high-pressure operator
In the fastest lane
Stop, don't panic, it's just a thing I do
It's not so tragic, nothing to hold on to
Ooh, ah, ooh, yeah, ooh, ah, ooh, yeah (this is nothing to hold on to)
I'm like a tiger in a cage, so I'm afraid
How do I stop this crazy rage from eating me?
I'm not so cool about my own route, as I used to be
I'm gonna hit my switch and fly through the canopy
Stop, don't panic, it's just a thing I do
It's not, so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Stop don't panic, it's just a thing I do
It's not so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Ooh, ah, ooh, yeah, ooh, ah, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ah, ooh, yeah, ooh, ah, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ah, ooh, yeah, ooh, ah, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ah, ooh, yeah, ooh, ah, ooh, yeah
It's just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to, oh
Stop, It's just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
It's just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
