Some men need some killer weed,

Some need cocaine.

Some men need some cactus juice,

To purify their 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 that mountain and roll 'em on down the hill.



I may do ya one time,

And I may do ya more.

And I may turn into something,

That you ain't ready for.



I might want your body,

And I might want your bread.

And I might want your mama,

To come visit me instead.



And get my rocks off,

Get my rocks off that mountain and roll 'em on 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 say just screw/fuck it all

and crawl back in to bed.



And get my rocks off,

Get my rocks of that mountain and roll 'em down the hill