Cover Of The Rolling Stone

[A]Well we are big rock singers

we've got golden fingers
and we're loved everywhere we [E]go.

We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
[E7]at ten thousand dollars a [A]show.

We take all kind of pills

to give us all kind of thrills,
but the thrill we've never [D]known.
Is the [E]thrill that'll get you

when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling [A]Stone

[A]Rolling [E]Stone

wanna see my picture on the cover
[A]wanna buy five copies for my mother
[E]wanna see my smilin' face
on the [D]cover of the Rolling [A]Stone

[A]I've got a freaky old lady,

called my Cocain Katy,
who embroiders on my [E]jeans.

I've got my poor old gray-haired Daddy,
[E7]drivin' my limou[A]sine.

Now it's all designed

to blow our minds
but our minds won't really be [D]blown.
Like the [E]blow that'll get you

when you get your picture
on the cover of the Rolling [A]Stone

[A]Rolling [E]Stone

wanna see my picture on the cover
[A]wanna buy five copies for my mother
[E]wanna see my smilin' face
on the [D]cover of the Rolling [A]Stone

[A]We got a lot of

little teenage, blue-eyed groupies
who do anything we [E]say.

We got a genuine Indian guru,
[E7]who's teachin' us a better [A]way,

we got all the friends

that money can buy,
so we never have to be a[D]lone,
And we [E]keep gettin' richer,

but we can't get our picture
on the cover of the Rolling [A]Stone

[A]Rolling [E]Stone

wanna see my picture on the cover
[A]wanna buy five copies for my mother
[E]wanna see my smilin' face
on the [D]cover of the Rolling [A]Stone
on the cov[D]er of the Rolling Sto[A]ne
on the [D]cover of the Rolling [A]Stone