Well we are big rock singers
we’ve got golden fingers
and we’re loved everywhere we go,
we sing about beauty and we sing about
thruth
at ten thousand dollars a show;
we take all kind of pills
to give us all kind of thrills,
but the thrill we’ve never known,
is the thrill that’ll get you
when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling Stone

     CHORUS:
     Rolling Stone

     wanna see my picture on the cover
     wanna buy five copies for my mother
     wanna see my smilin’ face
     on the cover of the Rolling Stone

I’ve got a freaky lady
called my Cocain Katy
who embroided on my jeans,
I’ve got my poor old gray-haired Daddy,
drivin’ 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 you
when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling Stone

     CHORUS:
     Rolling Stone

     wanna see my picture on the cover
     wanna buy five copies for my mother
     wanna see my smilin’ face
     on the cover of the Rolling Stone

We got a lot of
little blue-eyed, teenage groupies
who do anything we say,
we got a genuine Indian guru,
who’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

     CHORUS:
     Rolling Stone

     wanna see my picture on the cover
     wanna buy five copies for my mother
     wanna see my smilin’ face
     on the cover of the Rolling Stone

     CHORUS:
     Rolling Stone

     wanna see my picture on the cover
     wanna buy five copies for my mother
     wanna see my smilin’ face
     on the cover of the Rolling Stone