Some men need some killer weed
Some men need cocaine
Some men need some cactus juice, to purify the brain
Some men need two women, 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 on down
I may do you one time, and I may do you more
I may turn you into something, that you ain't ready for
I might want your body
And I might want your bread
I might want your momma to come visit me instead
And get my rocks off, get my rocks off
Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down
Sometimes I dream of chicks
To bring me ever lasting joys
Sometimes I dream of animals
Sometimes I dream of boys
Sometimes I kill the living, sometimes I raise the dead
Sometimes I say just fuck it all
And crawl back into bed
And get my rocks off, get my rocks off
Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down