Cover of Rolling Stone Lyrics

(improv. speaking)

Well we're big rock singers
We've got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show
We take all kinds of pills
To give us all kinds of thrills
But the thrill we've never known

Is the thrill that'll get ya
When you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Rolling Stone
I wanna see my picture on the cover
Stone
I wanna buy five copies for my Mother
Stone
I wanna see my smiling face on the cover of the Rolling Stone

I got a freaky old lady
Name of Cocaine Katie
Who embroiders on my jeans
I got my poor old gray-haired Daddy
Driving my limousine
Now it's all designed to blow our minds
But our minds won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll get ya
When you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Rolling Stone
I wanna see my pictures on the cover
Stone
I wanna buy five copies for my Mother
Stone
I wanna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(solo)

We got a lot a little teenage blue-eyed groupies
Who'll do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian Guru
Who's teaching us a better way
We got all the friends that money can buy
So we never have to be alone
And we keep getting richer
But we can't get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Rolling Stone
I wanna see my picture on the cover
Stone
I wanna buy five copies for my Mother
Stone
I wanna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

On the cover of the Rolling Stone
I wanna see my picture on the cover
Stone
I wanna buy five copies for my Mother
I wanna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone