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(Oh oh oh I don't believe it eh eh don't touch me
Hey Ray, hey show, them tell 'em who we are)
Well, we're big rock singers, we got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go
(That sounds like us)
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 getcha, when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(Rolling Stone) gonna see my picture on the cover
(Stone) gonna buy five copies for my mother
(Stone) gonna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(That's a very very good idea)
I got a freaky old lady named Cocaine Katy who embroiders all 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 getcha, when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(Rolling Stone) gonna see our pictures on the cover
(Stone) gonna buy five copies for our mothers
(Stone) gonna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(Hey I know how rock'n roll oh that's beautiful)
We got a lotta little teenage blue eyed groupies, we do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian guru; he's teachin' us a better way
We got all the friends that money can buy, so we never have to be alone
And we keep gettin' richer but we can't get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(Rolling Stone) gonna see my picture on the cover...
(Rolling Stone) gonna see my picture on the cover... (I B Emerson) |
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