%*!@?# With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock) - Album Version (Edited)

I ain't got no inclination
Give away my sweet sensation
Sleepin' in an old tool shed
Scumbag cryin' on his pillow

When you wanna be with me then we will see
Who's f-ck– with– up my head
Hey hey-hey-hey
So we– go f-ck 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 f–old–ing up my head
No no-no-no
Oh, f-ck my head
Hey hey-hey-hey

Devil's got your pantyhose on his head
Oh, yeah, and he's robbin' 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 jack-eyed boots
Runnin' wild on the bayou
Now I'm talkin' on a walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand
Feels good

When you wanna be with me then we will see
Who's figuring– up my head
Hey hey-hey-hey
No no-no-no
Grover– throw my head
Make me feel like an asshole

I ain't got no soul!
I ain't got no soul!

No na-na-no!
No na-na-no!
No na-na-no!
No na-na-no!



Credits
Writer(s): Beck David Hansen
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