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 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?
a ya-ya-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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en: Basket Case (song)
Q1750952

tekstschrijver: Billie Joe Armstrong
componist: Billie Joe Armstrong; Mike Dirnt; Green Day; Tré Cool
musicbrainz_work_id: 6087db75-c515-351f-a1fc-98c7cd4a8155
Taal: Engels
Stijl: Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative/Indie Rock; Post-Grunge; Punk-Pop; Punk Revival