Paint It Black

On days like this, I just want to Paint It Black, Turn all the Rolling Stones into black holes. I know You Can’t Always Get What You Want, But I’m tired of Tumblin’ Dice trying to win. I just want to be one of those Wild Horses, That runs through the sunflower meadow on this Ruby Tuesday. When I look to the left, I see Angie. And when I look to the right, Three Honky Tonk Women. I could have all of them Under My Thumb, But I’m hung up on you.