Got a hammer in my head, saying "You're getting old and fat" But when I hear a hit of bass drum, I don't fucking care about that Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!
Got a hammer in my head, saying "You are a failure" But when I handle my guitar strings, I don't feel so fucking sure Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!
Yeah, I lay asleep until my snores became a shout I'm not alive unless I'm pushing something out So burn your bed and strike up the band And if you bleed, at least you know that you still can
I got a hammer in my head, saying "You're running out of luck" But when I step into the spotlight, I get fizzy blood, you fuck Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!
My girl's a beautiful girl, the apple of my eye She gets paid to take her clothes off, and I wish so did I Is it for attention? I just don't understand She's my little Bettie Paige, and I'm her cameraman
And she sings, "Validate me, oh pretty please"
My Dad's an actor, he got the broadway blues He sleeps outside the paper shop and buys his good reviews But if it is a bad one, it goes back on the shelf He says, "I don't act for anyone, I do it for myself"
But he means, "Validate me, pretty please"
When I was young, I yearned for a girl to hold my hand And when jokes and poems didn't work, I thought I'd start a band So far all my girlfriends have been big fans of mine So remember, this is not a song, it is a chat up line
Oh, I need your love, and I do not care how I get it, no Validate me, pretty please
Rate me, slate me Love me or hate me Just validate me, pretty please