"Fuckin' With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock)" lyrics - BECK

I ain't got no inclination
To give away my sweet sensation
Sleeping in an old toolshed
Scumbag cryin' on his pillow

When you want to be with me then we will see who's fuckin' with my head
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Fuckin' with my head
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Found myself in New Orleans
With a scarecrow in my jeans
Feed my forehead through the ceiling
Drank my coffee with a hubcap, yeah

When you want to be with me then we will see who's fucking with my head
No, no, no, no
Fuckin' with my head
Hey, hey, hey, hey

The devil's got your pantyhose on your head
Oh yeah, and he's robbing me but all I got is cornbread
Well you turn my body into a crutch
And now I'm limping all over when I feel your touch, oh yeah

Put upon my jackeyed boots
Runnin' wild on the bayou
Now I'm talking on a walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand, feels good

When you want to be with me then we will see who's fucking with my head
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
No, no, no, no
Fuckin' with my head

Make me feel like an asshole
I ain't got no soul!
I ain't got no soul!

No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no