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 said 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? I don't know 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?