Battle For Britain (the Letter) - David Bowie

My, my, the time do fly when it’s in another pair of hands

And a loser I will be for I’ve never been a winner in my life

I got used to stressing pain, I used the sucker pills to pity for the self

Oh, it’s the animal in me but I’d rather be a beggar man on the shelf

Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff

It’s the rain before the storm

On a better day, I’ll take you by the hand

And I’ll walk you through the doors

Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff

It’s the rain before the storm

Don’t you let my letter get you down

Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you

My, my, but time do fly when it’s in another pair of pants

And illusion I will be, for I’ve never been a sinner, la di da

Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff

It’s the rain before the storm

Don’t you let my letter get you down

Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you

Don’t you let my letter get you down, down, down, down

Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you

Don’t you let my letter get you down, down, down, down

Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Down, down, down, down, down, down