You can borrow that book of mine Drop it in bath water break the spine Fold down the corners of pages you like Keep it forever, I don't mind Don't go acting all innocent I know the margins you've written in And where you ripped out a page or ten And rolled up a day to smoke or burn When you're reading Reading from the bad book Living just how you should Ooh don't it feel good? Ooh don't it feel good? Do whatever you want Freedom don't hurt no-one Ooh don't it feel good? Read from the bad book It's wild and it's beautiful, full of mistakes Weighed down with words that you wanted to say Baptise it in whiskey or week-old champagne Rinse it in tears or a wedding day rain Oh see near the end where the pages get blank We'll fill 'em up with or without a plan Cos some things that happen we don't understand And some secrets we hold in the palm of our hand When we're reading Reading from the bad book Living just how we should Ooh don't it feel good? Ooh don't it feel good? Do whatever we want Freedom don't hurt no-one Ooh don't it feel good? Read from the bad book Read from the bad book Read from the bad book Read from the bad book Then go and send it to the priest or the paper's front page Bury it deep or just throw it away Only write that you lived and you were not ashamed Then let somebody new write a new first page When we're reading Reading from the bad book Living just how we should Ooh don't it feel good? Ooh don't it feel good? Do whatever you want Freedom don't hurt no-one Ooh don't it feel good? Read from the bad book Ooh don't it feel good? Read from the bad book