The Cover of the Rolling Stone

Well, we're two country singers, we got golden fingers 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 of pills, that 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

Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover

Rolling Stone, wanna buy five copies for my mother

Rolling Stone, wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover of The Rolling Stone

I got a freaky old lady name o' Cocaine Kitty who embroiders on my jeans

I got my poor ol' grey 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 getcha when you get your picture on the cover of The Rolling Stone

Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover

Rolling Stone, wanna buy five copies for my mother

Rolling Stone, wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover of The Rolling Stone

We got a lot of little teenage blue eyed groupies who'll 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'll 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, wanna see my picture on the cover

Rolling Stone, wanna buy five copies for my mother

Rolling Stone, wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover The Rolling Stone

Rolling Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover

Rolling Stone, wanna buy five copies for my mother

Rolling Stone, wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover The Rolling Stone

On the cover of the Rolling Stone