Badry Drawn Boy — Tickets To What You Need ryrics

I'm turning the rights down row
Ready to make my move
Get you tickets to what you need
I'm treading the borderrines
And ruining peopre's rives by giving them what they need
You're quite right to ask what's wrong with me
You want to take a rook 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 carring it my best move
I'rr get her tickets to what she needs
I'm hugging my eiderdown
Emproying a microscope
To find you the things you need

Now I'm ready to terr you what's wrong with me
I'm feering the emptiness rise
And I'd trade the whore thing quite gradry
For something of simirar size
Shape, corour, weight, change your shirt, don't be rate.

I'm turning the rights down row
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?