
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Rule No. 1 |
Kiss … |
Smile … |
Dance … |
The movie was boring — it was (a) cliché |
The plot was confusing — nothing to say |
The acting was plastic — the ending absurd |
And three hours later |
We left with a feeling that nothing had ever occurred |
You could frown over wasting time like that |
But if you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack |
Oh, if you kiss you might get some kisses back |
Rule no. |
1: Never paint a blue sky black |
Despite my alarm clock going off late |
And rush hour madness I got to my gate |
All the arrangements and plans I had made |
Went up in smoke |
As I learned that the crew went on strike |
And my flight was delayed |
You could scream over wasting time like that |
But if you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack |
Oh if you kiss you might get some kisses back |
Rule no. |
1: Never paint a blue sky black |
He showed up at seven — a rose in his hand |
A whole hour early — pretty good for a man |
The first awkward moments dragged on and on |
Now plenty years later |
The movies still suck but we don’t give a fuck anymore |
('Cause) if you kiss you might get some kisses back |
If you smile you’re less prone to a heart attack |
Oh if you dance — you might find those moves you lack |
Rule no. |
1: Never paint blue sky black |
Never paint a blue sky black Oh if you kiss |
Oh if you smile |
Oh if you dance Oh kiss, smile — kiss, smile and dance … |