Cry Tough

Already late to the union hall Tired and dragging my feet on the ground Doctor Feelgood is right down my street I feel run over and it hurt me sweet "Doc Feel, and I'm getting weak in the knees" And he said, "Cry tough, son, cry tough" I told him about my dancing blues And why I had to fill the bantam nights "Doctor Feelgood, I promised this lady If I can't dance, she gonna break my nose" He said, "Loosen up, boy, 'cause I've go the antidote" And he said, "Cry tough, for that girl on the floor Help her up and watch her beg for more" '€œCry tough, go down your soul You just need another shot of rock and roll" Just need another shot of rock and roll Take it away I feel I'm crippled since they fooled me at school Until I caught this new kind of spook Called dancing fever I have to have it Crazy Doctor Feelgood encouraged my habit All his time he would devote to discover the antidote And he said, "Cry tough on your crutches too You were born to be a dancing fool?'€ Cry tough, go down your soul You just need another shot of rock and roll Yeah, just need another shot of rock and roll Look out I need another shot of rock and roll Need another shot of rock and roll Need another shot of rock and roll