Tekster: Shel Silverstein. Get My Rocks Off.

Some men need some killer weed
and some men need cocaine.
Some men need some cactus juice
to purify their brain.
Some man need 2 women,
and some need alcohol.
Everybody needs a little something
but, Lord, I need it all...

To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.

I may do you one time
and I may do you more
And I may turn you in to somethin'
you ain't ready for.
I might want your body
or I might want your bread
Or I might want your Momma
to come visit me instead...

To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.

Sometimes I dream of chicks
to bring me everlasting joy.
Sometimes I dream of animals,
sometimes I dream of boys.
Sometimes I kill the living,
sometimes I raise the dead.
Sometimes I just say screw it all
and jump back into bed...

And get my rocks off...

To get my rocks off, get my rocks off,
get my rocks off the mountain...
and roll'em down the hill.