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 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