Tickets To What You Need Lyrics - Have You Fed The Fish? - Badly Drawn Boy

I'm turning the lights down low, ready to make my move 

Get you' tickets to what you need 

I'm treading the borderlines and ruining people's lives 

By giving them what they need 

You're quite right to ask what's wrong with me 

You want to take a look at my head 

Even I've been thinking what's wrong with me 

I watch the news instead 

I'm turning Madonna down, I'm calling it my best move 

I'll get her tickets to what she needs 

I'm hugging my eiderdown, employing a microscope 

To find you the things you need 

Now I'm ready to tell you what's wrong with me 

I'm feeling the emptiness rise 

And I'd trade the whole thing quite gladly 

For something of similar size 

Shape, color, weight, change your shirt, don't be late 

I'm turning the lights down low, ready to make my move 

Get you tickets to what you need 

What's wrong with me? 

What's wrong with me? 

What's wrong with me? 

What's wrong with me?