Battle for Britain (The Letter) [Bowie/Gabrels/Plati]

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 stress and pain
I used the sucker pills, a pity for the self
Ooo, it's the animal in me
But I'd rather be a beggerman on the shelf

Don't be so forlorn, it's just the fatal
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 fatal
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, the 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 fatal
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