Basket Case

Do you have the time to listen to me whine?

About nothing and everything, all at once

I am one of those melodramatic fools

Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid or am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink, to analyze my dreams

She said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down

I went to a whore, he said my life's a bore

So quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think, I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid?

I don't know

Grasping to control

So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me

It all keeps adding up

I think I'm cracking up

Am I just paranoid?

Or am I just stoned?