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

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 cuz 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

And I'm just paranoid, yeah, yeah, yeah

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?