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.