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?
I,m just stoned.

I went to a shrink,
To analyze my dreams,
She says it's lack of sex thats bringing me down.
I went to a whore,
He said my life's a bore,
and quit my whining cause its 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'm just stoned.

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?
I'm just stoned.