Green Day – Basket Case: Lyrics and Music Video
Basket Case Lyrics
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 says 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?
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?
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