(M. Jagger/K. Richards). Fling you out into orbit. No one's going to hear you shout. And fools aren't going to follow. You don't send the sleaze about. Now you're sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. But you're gonna be fine. The elephant's in the bedroom. Throwing all his weight about. And I'm locked in the bathroom. Your screaams are gonna drown me out. Now you're sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. But you're gonna be fine. I got a cold chill. I get a cool thrill. Are you ready for the gilded cage. Are you ready for the tears of rage. Come on baby don't let them drown you out. Now you're sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. Sad sad sad. But you're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine......