It's so heavy i can feel it,
Mash my skin down to the bone.
I don't know how long i can stand it,
Call my doctor on the phone.
I've got symptoms of passion,
All the usual signs,
Lord i feel like i'm dying.
I need a shot...of rock & roll,
Rock doctor.
I need a shot...of rock & roll,
Rock doctor.
It gives me the chills, it makes me shake.
I try to stand, but i fall down.
My fever's making me bake,
My head is starting to pound.
I think i'm slipping under,
Closer to my grave.
I'm beginning to wonder,
If there's a cure that can save.
