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Basket Case


By Green Day

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? 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? Am I just stoned?

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