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