Cover Of The Rolling Stone Lyrics - Crack A Smile... And More - Poison

Coughing, blues? : "gol, bret--don't touch me there!" 

Bret: I'm gonna tell you who we are. 

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 million dollars a show 

(yeah, right!) 

We take all kinda pills 

That give us all kinda thrills 

But the thrill we've never known 

Is the thrill that it gets ya 

When you get your picture 

On the cover of the rolling stone 

Chorus: 

Rolling stone 

I'm gonna see my picture on the cover 

Stone 

Gonna buy five copies for my mother 

Stone 

Gonna see my smiling face 

On the cover of the rolling stone 

I got a freaky old lady named cocaine katie 

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 

Chorus 

Spoken: hey, I know how!!! 

Solo 

Spoken: beautiful! 

We gotta lot of little teen-aged 

Blue-eyed groupies 

Who do anything we say 

We got a genuine indian guru 

He's teaching 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 

Talking: 

I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby! 

Ah we're beautiful fellas! 

I ain't kiddin' you man, we'd make a beautiful cover 

I mean, I can see it right now--we be up front, 

Oh, we be smilin'....beautiful!