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) We take all kinda pills that give us all kinda 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 wanna see my picture on the cover (Stone) wanna buy five copies for my mother (yeah!) (Stone) wanna see my smiling face On the cover of the Rolling Stone I got a freaky old lady named a Cocaine Katy 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 getcha When you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling Stone wanna see our pictures on the cover (Stone) wanna buy five copies for our mothers (yeah!) (Stone) wanna see my smiling face On the cover of the Rolling Stone Hey, I know how, rock and roll Oh, that's beautiful We got a Whole bunch pretty little blue-eyed groupies Who'd do anything we say We got a genuine Indian guru Who's teaching us a better way We've got all the friends, that money can buy So we never have to be alone (no) And we keep gettin' richer, but we can't get our picture On the cover of the Rolling Stone wanna see my picture on the cover (Stone) wanna buy five copies for my mother (I want one) (Stone) wanna see my smiling face On the cover of the Rolling Stone On the cover of the Rollin'- gonna see my picture on the cover I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby (Stone) gonna buy five copies for my mother (we're beautiful fellas) (Stone) gonna see my smiling face (I ain't kiddin' ya, oh, we would make a beautiful cover) On the cover of the Rolling Stone (a fresh shot, right up front, man, I can see it now) We'll be on the front smilin' man, ah