Lyrics:

Stop doing the things you shouldn't be doing
And start doing the things that you should
The girl with the press-able nose
Has moved in with me and it's good

I try to be good
But I always fail
I won't drink tonight
Then by tomorrow I'm ill
I know that I should
Try to be good
I don't want to go to hell
I don't want to go to hell

Stop doing the things you shouldn't be doing
And start doing the things that you should
The girl with the press-able nose
Has moved in with me and it's good

I've found love in some parts of Scotland
I found peace when I was in France
When the radio's on I bite back my head
In the hallway I laugh when we dance

Most people smell bad in weather
some people cant handle time
How did we get to this place
Where I'm yours and you are mine

Write a song
give a bit away
Share a secret
So there's a little less weight
You do it to me
I do it to you
We all get down
We all feel blue
Then we all come to

Stop doing the things you shouldn't be doing
And start doing the things that you should
We've all got opposable thumbs
So why are we in such a bad mood