F---in With My Head
Beck Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "F---in With My Head" by Beck describe a state of confusion and disorientation where the singer is being tricked and manipulated by someone else. The first verse presents the singer as not willing to give up their "sweet sensation" or to be disturbed by a "scumbag" crying in a toolshed. The second verse takes the listener to New Orleans where the singer finds themself with a "scarecrow" in their jeans, and drinks coffee with a hubcap. This verse hints at a state of being lost or not having control over one's actions. The chorus brings the song's theme to the fore as the singer warns those who are messing with them that they will end up being hurt instead. The third verse depicts the singer as struggling with a sense of powerlessness as someone else's actions turn them into a "crutch" that they can't do without. The final verse presents with them running wild in Bayou while holding a credit card and talking on a walkie-talkie. The song ends with the singer feeling like an "asshole" and admitting that they "ain't got no soul!"


The song's lyrics are a representation of a state of uncertainty and the lack of control that comes with it. The language used is fragmented and non-linear, reflecting the mindstate of someone confused and unable to follow a coherent train of thought. The song's title "F---in With My Head" serves as an introduction to the theme of the song and prepares the listener to pay attention to the singer's experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

I ain't got no inclination
I have no desire


To give away my sweet sensation
I am not willing to sacrifice my pleasure


Sleeping in an old toolshed
I am in a lowly place


Scumbag cryin' on his pillow
A disgusting person is crying


When you want to be with me then we will see who's fuckin' with my head
I will know if you're playing mind games with me only when you want a relationship


Hey, hey, hey, hey
Expressing a sound of dismissal or annoyance


Fuckin' with my head
Playing mind games with me


Found myself in New Orleans
I unexpectedly ended up in New Orleans


With a scarecrow in my jeans
I had a strange experience


Feed my forehead through the ceiling
I had a surreal experience


Drank my coffee with a hubcap, yeah
I had a strange experience


No, no, no, no
Expressing a sound of disbelief


The devil's got your pantyhose on your head
You are behaving foolishly


Oh yeah, and he's robbing me but all I got is cornbread
You are causing me discomfort while benefiting from it


Well you turn my body into a crutch
You are relying on me too much


And now I'm limping all over when I feel your touch, oh yeah
Your touch has negative effects on me


Put upon my jackeyed boots
I put on my mismatched shoes


Runnin' wild on the bayou
I am having a wild time


Now I'm talking on a walkie-talkie
I am communicating in a playful way


Credit card glued to my hand, feels good
I am enjoying being able to spend money


Make me feel like an asshole
You make me feel stupid


I ain't got no soul!
I feel empty and dejected


No, no, no, no
Expressing a sound of refusal or disagreement


No, no, no, no
Expressing a sound of refusal or disagreement


No, no, no, no
Expressing a sound of refusal or disagreement


No, no, no, no
Expressing a sound of refusal or disagreement




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"Drink my coffee with a hubcap" that pretty much explains my whole life.

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