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