Yes, I've read the morning papers Telling me that you've made money Do you think I'm gonna crawl, then think again Though I'm dressed in rags, I'm richer Though I eat from tins, I'm healthier Though I live in slums, I'm purer than you, my friend Too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend Look around and see the friends The ones you left, our friends deserted See the guys that used to talk and drink with you Don't look down your nose at me 'Cause I won't ask your sympathy I won't be your yes-sir man for anything Too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend I would walk with you Talk with you, drink with you If you drop that halo that you're wearing on the ground Too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend I can't get my satisfaction Knowing you won't get reaction What makes me the big attraction anyway It's too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend Too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend Oh, it's too bad, I'm not losing sleep (Too bad) I'm just counting sheep (Too bad) I'm not losing sleep, my friend
Written by: David Bowie