Basket Case

Written by：Billie Joe Armstrong

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

She 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

Uh yuh yuh ya

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