Faith No More 

 

  

 

   What A Day

 

 

  A piece of mail

  A letter head

  A piece of hair

  From a human head

  They're sayin' to me

  'i should've killed it'

  'i should've killed it'

  'i should've killed it before'

  You're right, you're right

  'kill the body and the head will die'

  They're laughin' at me

  'i should've learned it'

  'i should've learned it'

  'i should've learned it before'

  -what a day, what a day

   

  

  If you can look it in the face

  And hold your vomit

  A wet sneeze and a 'no left turn'

  A row of teeth and an encouraging word

  Beneath a mile of skin

  'i should've noticed it'

  'i should've noticed it'

  'i should've noticed it before'

  What a day

  What a day

  What a day

  Don't you touch it