CD1
1. Pressure Point
2. Beggars And Choosers

CD2
1. Pressure Point
2. Over The Hill
3. Zuton Fever (Acoustic)

CD2 was a limited edition release, and only available from Virgin Megastores.

7"
1. Pressure Point
2. Zutonkhamuun (Extended)

LYRICS

Pressure Point

I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I feel it at work, you know I feel it in bed
I can't get this pressure point out of my head

I've paid all my bills and I've acted so well
I ain't been cheating, there's nothing to tell
Why all this pressure, I don't understand
Well all of my neighbours, I lend them a hand

Doctor oh doctor, I'm willing to learn
Well 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

A weary old soldier well I have become
With all of this pressure my minds on the run
Well maybe a change then, it's all for the best
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
Well all of my bones well they toss and they turn

Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure

I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
I feel it at work, you know I feel it in bed
I can't get this pressure point out of my head
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure

Beggars And Choosers

Beggars and choosers, winners and losers
Sent in today and they’re here to abuse us
They come by the old map and travel by spacecraft
Which one are you, because they're here to confuse us now
Here they come, here they come, here they come
Now, here they come, here they come

Business conventions, greedy intentions
Sent in today and they're not scared to mention
They're fat men in black suits, all walking in fresh boots
Walking the streets as they're taking your pensions

They look like your friend but they're leeches inside
They're burning your soul as they're dousing your mind
They look like the people who live on the street
Like children that pester, the rentman and the key
Well who is next, I hope they come for you
So tell your friends, I hope that they learn soon

They look like your friends but they're leeches inside
They're burning your soul as they're dousing your mind
They look like the people who live on the street
Like children that pester, the rentman and the key
Well who is next, I hope they come for you
So tell your friends, I hope that they learn soon