I guess you heard my head turned brown 
I lost several pounds and looked terrible 
Thi marriage of yellow and black never looked good on paper 
His mother was a secretary, I think 
Her father a rapist 
I'm a little pressed for time and facts 
But I know 
It's those personnal acts 
Those personnal acts 
That cut through the [bad word] 

I heard they were dimembering people down the street 
Those Joneses, you gotta love'm 
Various disguises are regrettable but necessary 
If you're going to make it through the day 
Everyday Everyday 
Everyday I start to ooze 

bold plan drawn up by [bad word] to [bad word] morons 
News at eleven but first 
long serious look at what's seeping from open sore 
Perhaps you should STOP PICKING AT IT 
I never felt so alone 
I never felt so used 
I never felt so excited 
It was those personal acts 
Those personal acts 
That cut up the [bad word] and served it for breakfast 
YOU DUMB [bad word] 

My mom phoned up the police today 
Just to say hello, „Hello“ 
My girlfriend has been missing for two weeks 
I guess that's what happens when you alk the streets 
with a bag on your head and a sign that says 
Everyday Everyday 
Everyday I start to ooze 

Blue, black and blue and red are the colours of everyday 

Ok, that's liffe, that's what I was told anyway 
And picking your feet till they bleed may be the half of it 
If every fourth animal in the world is a beetle 
Maybe ervery fourt person is a DUMB [bad word] 
Listen , listen carefully now here's the answer 
It rhymes with axe 
Why, it's those personal acts 
Those personal acts 
Those suicide pacts 
Those carelessly stored razorblades in the hands of small children 
It's my face smeared on the pavement 
It's Everyday 
It's Everyday 

Unday 
Noneday 
Useday 
Buttugly 
Whoreday 
Painday 
SPLATTERSDAY SPLATTERSDAY 

YOU DUMB [bad word]