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Well we are big rock singers
we've got golden fingers
E
and we're loved everywhere we go,
we sing about beauty and we sing about thruth
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at ten thousand dollars a show;
we take all kind of pills
to give us all kind of thrills,
D
but the thrill we've never known,
E
is the thrill that'll get you
when you get your picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
CHORUS
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Rolling Stone
wanna see my picture on the cover
A
wanna buy five copies for my mother
E
wanna see my smilin' face
D A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
A
I've got a freaky old lady
called my Cocain Katy
E
who embroiders on my jeans,
I've got my poor old gray-haired Daddy,
E7 A
drivin' my limousine
Now it's all designed
to blow our minds
D
but our minds won't really be blown,
E
like the blow that'll get you
when you get your picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
CHORUS
A
We got a lot of
little teenage, blue-eyed groupies
E
who do anything we say,
we got a genuine Indian guru,
E7 A
who's teachin' us a better way,
we got all the friends
that money can buy,
D
so we never have to be alone,
E
and we keep gettin' richer
but we can't get our picture
A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone
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