Fling you out into orbit
No one's gonna hear you shout
The fool ain't gonna follow
He don't even 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 screams are gonna drown me out

Now you're sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine
Oh yeah

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
Oh yeah

Sad sad sad
Bad bad bad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

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

You're gonna be fine fine fine
You're gonna be fine fine fine
Fine fine fine
Fine fine fine
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Gonna be fine fine fine
Fine fine fine
Fine fine fine

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Writer(s): Keith Richards, Mick Jagger