The Rolling Stones

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] Now you're sad, sad, sad Sad, sad, sad Sad, sad, sad But you're going to be fine [Verse 2] The elephant's in the bedroom Throwing all his weight about And I'm locked in the bathroom Your screams are going to drown me out [Chorus] [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus]