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