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Badly Drawn Boy
Badly Drawn Boy


Background information
Birth name Damon Gough
Born October 2, 1969
Origin Bolton, Lancashire, England
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Years active 1995—present
Label(s) XL Recordings
Associated acts Beck
Website Website



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Badly Drawn Boy Album


Have You Fed The Fish? (11/05/2002)
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"And folks, if you take a look out the right side of the plane You see a cloud that looks exactly like Badly Drawn Boy..."

("Oh my god"..."Dude"..."That really does look just like him"..."That guy's everywhere".)

"...and just so you know we will be touching down in approximately 3.5 seconds."

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The keys to your heart open the door to the world
You've got to give me two days
And woman I'll make you a girl

Sometimes you've got to rewind to go forward
There's some good times around the corner
But have you fed the fish today?
Have you made your wish today?

I need a new eiderdown
I want some binoculars
Don't want to be obvious
I want to surprise myself
I've killed all the mockingbirds
I've wrestled the octopus
I came out with extra arms
To carry your baggage

Sometimes you've got to rewind to go forward
There's some good times around the corner
But have you fed the fish today?
Have you made your wish today?

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Maybe there's a reason why I'm born again
There's something rare going on under my skies
You got to chill out, find a reason for your soul again
And judge the miracle by feel, not size
Infinite the reasons why I'm born again
The modern innocents have soul on their side

Try to capture reasons why I'm born again
The more I look at it the less that I find
But I wont bail, they will be a reason for my soul again
Another miracle has seasoned my mind

Maybe there's a reason why I'm born again
There's something real going on under my skies

I'm born again
My soul again
I'm born again
Find my soul again

Born again
Born again
Find my soul again
And I'm born again
My soul again
Born again, born again, born again, born again

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You look a lot, lot better tonight
You and I should go out for a fight
We need a holiday
But not today, another day

You need eyes in the front of your head
And a spine with a built in bed
I don't want anybody else to know
So I wont be telling them
I love you, for all the things you do
But I can't even recall your name
Something beautiful about it though

Well good luck to your lady tonight
I took a piece of her heart, well not quite
She stole a piece of mine
Chewed it up and threw it back
I need help to get over pain
But the memories still remain

I loved her friendly eyes
The way they looked at each other
It moves me to tears, like a horror film
And I don't even recall her name
There's something beautiful about it though

Now there's a good, good feeling tonight
Just a feeling that something is right
We can minimalise the pain
Forget that is was ever there

Look at all the possibles
Throw answers out to the world
Its hard, its hard, its hard
Its hard, its hard, its hard
Its hard when you don't know how
But I'll be here to throw you some clues
Don't even have to know your name

Something beautiful about it though
Forty days and forty fights
Forty days and forty fights

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All possibilities
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities

All colours are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new
Oh there's a hope left, there's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers, there's a chance that there's no rulebook for this love

All possibilities
Are landing at my feet
There's nothing I can see
But possibilities

All the colours are changing in my eyes
Your hopes are all fading, that will never do
You're seeing the world through cynical eyes
I'm seeing the world through the eyes of somebody new

Oh there's a hope left, there's a dream still in my heart
Look past the answers, there's a chance that there's no rulebook for this love

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I always hoped I'd build my world around you
And it's a miracle I ever found you
Do the colours of the rainbow radiate to everyone
Now I don't know how I could live without you
But certainly I know I'm not about to
I don't believe in anything I see unless I can feel it too

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And you,
Were right to bide your time and not buy into my misery
Well the good things are never free
Do the colours of the rainbow look the same to everyone?
And I,
Was rushing round in circles for a reason to believe
Wipe the slime from off your sleeve
You could follow me for weeks
And I'm not going anywhere
Sometimes it's hard to love someone
Till the day that they are gone

And I
Just had a dream the other night
I was married to the Queen
And Madonna lived next door
I think she took a shine to me
And the kids were all grown up
But I had to turn her down
'Cos I was still in love with you

I'm turning Madonna down
I'm calling it my best move
I'll get her tickets to what she needs

I remember doing nothing on the night Sinatra died
And the night Jeff Buckley died
And the night Kurt Cobain died
And the night John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up to watch the news with everyone
And that was a lot of nights
And that was a lot of lives
Who lost the tickets to what they need?

And I
Was busy finding answers while you just got on with real life
Always hoped you'd be my wife
But I never found the time
For the question to arrive
I just disguised it in a song

And songs are never quite the answer
Just a soundtrack to a life
That is over all too soon
Helps to turn the days to night
While I was wrong and you were right

And this was a lesson learned
I'm happy to be your fool
And get you tickets to what you need

I'm turning the lights down low
I'm ready to make my move
I'll get you tickets to what you need

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What if there is nothing else for us after all this
I don't care, I don't mind, just as long as we find sometime
Just come back and I'll stay out of the way
An be all the things you need
Another mouth to feed

How can I be sure again, once more
How can I find time to be with you again?

How can I give you the answers you need
When all I possess is a melody?
Yeah, how can I take up the air that you breathe
When all I possess is a melody?

How can I be sure, again, once more?
I don't care, I don't mind, just as long as we find some time
When you come back I'll go out of my way to be all the things you need
Another mouth to feed

How can I give you the answers you need
When all I possess is a melody?
Yeah, how can I take up the air that you breathe
When all I possess is a melody?

How can I find time to be with you again?
When you come back I go out of my way
And be all the things you need
Another mouth to feed

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Starting today we're on holiday
Everybody sees you in the wrong way
No one else sees you my way

Your gazes cripple me
Keep life a mystery
I don't want it to change
Just keep them coming my way
That's all a lie
I can't rationalise
The further I slide
I can't seem to get back to your side
'Cos you're a summer child
And I'm a winter mild
I can't stay with the heat
As you blossom out around me

What if there is nothing after this?

Your gazes cripple me
Keep life a mystery
I don't want it to change
Just keep 'em coming my way

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Sometimes I need your body next to mine
I could draw us an imaginary line, I'm
Just don't breath, I don't need your allergies
I am falling out of bed not out of love, love

I know you understand

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Anything you're not sure of?

People meet me ask if I got the money to lend her
Find her, tell her she is still on the agenda
Pretty soon we'll be dancing
We'll be using our feet
Just like we always had it easy
Just like we always knew we'd meet

Anything you're not sure of?

People who see me think I vibe on the attention
I just think they're hoping that they'll be getting a mention
But I don't know what their chance is
Of ever finding their feet
And if they know what to dance is
The kind of people I don't meet

After this song I will be earning a fat cent
I'll be working on my American accent
And pretty soon we'll be dancing
Yeah, we'll be using our feet
Just like we knew it'd be easy
Just like we always knew we'd meet

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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, colour, 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?

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So now that life will never be the same
We've got to face the thought of loneliness again
Try and get inside your lover's brain
Drag an old romance from dirty ditch, and then

So what is it now that it can't be made to feel right
Don't answer now, I know somehow we'll be alright
Level out and help us find a place
You've got to see the sights from somewhere else again, yeah
The modern innocents have changed the pace
They've got to know its all been answered incidentally

So what is it now that it can't be made to feel right
Don't answer now, I know somehow we'll be alright

So now that life will never be the same
We've got to face the thought of loneliness again
You know we'll be alright

So what is it now that it can't be made to feel right
Don't answer now, I know somehow we'll be alright
Yeah, what is it now that it can't be made to feel right
Don't answer now, I know somehow we'll be alright

So now that life will never be the same
We've got to face the though of loneliness again

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Goodnight my answer, your dreams are still sweet
Goodnight, be careful with yourself
Don't worry about the money, forget about the wealth

You'll be my angel, divert me from hell
Help me, protect me from myself
Don't worry, don't worry

Goodnight my answer, goodnight my answer
Goodnight my answer
Goodnight my answer
Goodnight my answer

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