High On Stress Lyrics

Kicked out of the punk rock fest I'm pretty high

High on Stress

I'm a friend of Lester Bangs, I'm pretty high

High on Stress

Gimme oxygen

I can't breathe

Gimme shelter

I hate these streets

Hold my hand

'Til I'm dead and back

Kicked out of the Navy Seals I'm pretty high

High on Stress

Tell me where do we go from here I'm pretty high

High on Stress

Gimme drugs

Any kind

Any trick to shut down my mind

Hold my hand

'Til I'm dead and back

Sitting on a sofa with a safety belt on

Hitting my head and wonder what went wrong

A rope around my neck and there's no cure

Ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Gimme oxygen

I can't breathe

Gimme shelter

I hate these streets

Hold my hand

'Til I'm dead and back

I just keep shaking as I hold this glass

One hundred drops but time still won't pass

A rope around my neck and there's no cure

Ain't no cure for the summertime blues

No

Ain't no cure, when you're high on stress

Ain't no cure, when you're high on stress

Ain't no cure, when you're high on stress

Ain't no cure, when you're high on stress

No