Well I'm big left winger
I eat doggie fingers
And I'm loved everywhere that I go
My singing's pure beauty and
I talk about truth
At ten thousand dollars a schmoe
I take all kinda pills
I give you all kinda thrills
But the thrill you've never known
Is the thrill that'll getcha
When you see my picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna give five copies to a monarch
Wanna see my smilin' face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

I got a cranky old lady
With a bulbous booty
Who in gardens grows my beans
I got my lil' old bald head Reggie
Drivin' my limousine
Now it's all designed
To own your minds
But your minds won't really be owned
Have some blow it'll getcha
When you see my picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna send free copies to the voters
Wanna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

I gotta lotta little teenage blue eyed groupies
Who'll do anything that I say
I got a genuine African preacher
Who's teaching me a better way
I got all the friends that money can buy
So I never have to speak alone
And I keep getting richer
Now go check out my picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Wanna see my picture on the cover
Wanna give five copies to a monarch
Wanna see my smilin' face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
Gonna see my picture on the cover
Gonna send free copies to the voters
Gonna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone.

That was too easy

The road to People's Paradise is very easy Comrade Groucho - and eat beets while you can - Dear Leader does not like them.

Hey....See that Lady o'er dere?

Is that a bulbous buttocks?