Basket Case

Do you have the time, to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once
I am one of those, mellodramatic 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 that's bringing me down
I went to a whore, she said my life's a bore
And quit my whining cause it's bringing her down.