Текст песни Cover of the Rolling Stone - Poison
                                                Don′t 
                                                touch 
                                                me. 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                gonna 
                                                tell′em 
                                                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 
                                                kinds 
                                                of 
                                                pills 
                                                that 
                                                give 
                                                us 
                                                all 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                thrills
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                thrill 
                                                we′ve 
                                                never 
                                                known
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                the 
                                                thrill 
                                                that 
                                                it 
                                                gets 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                get 
                                                your 
                                                picture 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cover 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Rolling 
                                                Stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS:
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Rolling 
                                                Stone) 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                sounds 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                very 
                                                very 
                                                good 
                                                idea
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                freaky 
                                                old 
                                                lady 
                                                named 
                                                Cocaine 
                                                Katie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                embroiders 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                jeans
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                my 
                                                poor 
                                                old 
                                                gray 
                                                haired 
                                                daddy... 
                                                driving 
                                                my 
                                                limousine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                It′s 
                                                all 
                                                designed 
                                                to 
                                                blow 
                                                our 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                our 
                                                minds 
                                                won't 
                                                really 
                                                be 
                                                blown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                blow 
                                                that 
                                                it 
                                                gets 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                gettin′ 
                                                your 
                                                picture 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cover 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Rolling 
                                                Stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hey 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                how- 
                                                Rock 
                                                and 
                                                Roll
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                little 
                                                teenage, 
                                                blue 
                                                eyes 
                                                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 
                                                getting 
                                                richer 
                                                but 
                                                we 
                                                can′t 
                                                get 
                                                our 
                                                picture
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                cover 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Rolling 
                                                Stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                    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!
 
                                    
                                
                            
                                Альбом
                                
Crack a Smile... and More!                                
                                
                            
                        1 Doin' as I Seen on My TV
2 Sexual Thing
3 Lay Your Body Down
4 That's the Way I Like It
5 Best Thing You Ever Had
6 No Ring, No Gets
7 Mr. Smiley
8 Be the One
9 Cover of the Rolling Stone
10 Baby Gets Around a Bit
11 Shut Up, Make Love
12 Tragically Unhip
13 One More for the Bone
14 Set You Free
15 Crack a Smile (demo)
16 Face the Hangman
17 Your Mama Don't Dance (MTV Unplugged)
18 Every Rose Has Its Thorn (MTV Unplugged)
19 Unskinny Bop (MTV Unplugged)
20 Talk Dirty to Me (MTV Unplugged)
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