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.