The cover of the rolling stone

[Original Spoken Introduction] Ha, ha, ha, I don't believe it Da, da, ah, ooh, don't touch me Hey, Ray! Hey, Sugar! Tell 'em who we are [Verse 1] 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 (Right!) [Bridge] We take all kind of pills That give us all kind 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 [Chorus] (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover (Of the Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (Yeah!) (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face On the cover of the Rolling Stone (That's a very, very, good idea!) [Verse 2] George I got a freaky ol' lady name o' Cocaine Katy Who embroiders on my jeans I got my poor old gray-haired daddy Drivin' my limousine [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] (Rolling Stone) Wanna see our pictures on the cover (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for our mothers (yeah) (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face On the cover of the Rolling Stone [Break] (Hey, I know how, rock and roll!!) [Obligatory Van Halenesque Guitar Solo] (Ah, that's beautiful) [Verse 3] We got a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies Who do anything we say We got a genuine Indian guru Who's teaching us a better way [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] (Rolling Stone) Wanna see my picture on the cover (Stone) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (I want one!) (Stone) Wanna see my smilin' face On the cover of the Rolling Stone On the cover of the Rolling Stone [Original Outro] Wanna see my picture on the cover (Man, I don't know why we ain't on the cover, Baby) (We're beautiful fellas) Wanna buy five copies for my mother (I ain't kiddin', why, we would make a beautiful cover) (Fresh shot, right up front, man) On the cover of the Rolling Stone (I can see it now, we'll be up on the front) (Smilin', man ... ahh, beautiful!)