Got a prescription from my medicine man. To kill the twitches on my face. Daddy said I must be sick in my brain. I´m trying different cure without any disgrace. The clock strikes midnight and I get the groove.
I´m starting to lose control. Don´t need a crystal ball to realize. All I need is a fix of rock ´n roll. Another cig, another shot and I´m ready to go. Ain´t got, no reason to stop, no chance to make me feel low. I need my doctor. Or my demons will haunt me forever. A king-size medicine bag. And don´t preach at me, ´cause I know. Rockers die younger.
I drink till I´m blind. I drive till I puke. My guts off and till I´m raw. I know there´s someone up above. ´Cause he´s taking care of me, with so much love. Another cig, another shot and I´m ready to go.
Ain´t got, no reason to stop, no chance to make me feel low. I need my doctor. Or my demons will haunt me forever. A king-size medicine bag. And don´t preach at me, ´cause I know, yeah, yeah. I need my doctor. Gimme more, more, more Till I´m rotten to the core. A king-size medicine bag. And don´t preach at me, ´cause I know. Rockers die, younger, younger.
(Solo)
I need my doctor. Or my demons will haunt me forever.
A king-size medicine bag. And don´t preach at me, ´cause I know. Rockers die, younger. (I need my doctor.) Rockers die, younger. (I need my doctor.) Younger, younger. (I need my doctor.) Rockers die. (I need my doctor.) Rockers die, oh yeah.