Stress Songtext
von David Christie

Stress, stress
Stress, stress

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away

Wife is leaving, baby's screaming
Boss in on the phone
Coffee, dancing, cigarettes
They won't leave you alone
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on


Beeping horns and grinding gears
You're gonna be late
Pressure brings you close to tears
You can't miss that date
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (hoo, hoo, hoo)

Stress
With a capital 'S', oh
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away, oh

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away

Teachers, preachers, mum and dad
They're all on your case
All you really want to is get out of this place
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on


Competition's everywhere just for your job
The guy who was standing first in line
Makes you feel like a slob
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (roll on)
Roll on (hoo, hoo, hoo)

Stress
With a capital 'S', oh
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away

Under the gun, you're living in strife
I am the clock, run for your life
Losing the one that you love
'Cause you can't find the time
Oh go to the music, start to unwind
Turn on your feet, turn off your mind
Let yourself flow with the beat of the song
Loosen up and loosen up and dance alone

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away, woah, woah, woah

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away

Stress
With a capital 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away
Stress
With a captial 'S'
Dancing away, dancing away
Dancing, dancing away