Rule No. 1 - Freya

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 …