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 beggarman 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, 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