Subject: Cover Of The Rolling Stone - very rough draft

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Well, we're big rock singers, we've got golden fingers

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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 pills that give us all kinds of thrills

 

but the thrill we never know...

 

Is the thrill that getcha' when you get your picture

 

on the cover of the Rolling Stone

 

CHORUS

 

Rollin' Stone - Wanna get my picture on the cover

Stone - Wanna buy five copies for my motha'

Stone - Wanna see my smilin' face..

On the cover of the Rollin' Stone

 

I've gotta freaky old lady named cocaine katey

who emroiders on my jeans

Got my poor old gray haired daddy

drivin' my limousine

We've got all the friends that money can buy

So we never have to be alone

We keep get gettin' richer but we can't get our picture

on the cover of the Rollin' Stone

 

CHORUS

LEAD THING

 

We've gotta lot of teenage, blue eyed groupies

that'll do anything we say

We've gotta genuine Indian guru

who teachin' us a better way.

Let's all decide to blow our minds

but our minds won't really be blown

Like the blow that'l getcha when you get your picture

on the cover of the Rollin' Stone

 

CHORUS