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
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 who 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
Or am I 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
Am I just stoned
Basket Case ~ Green Day

BY REQUEST
Pool halls and crazy nights. This is what this song reminds me of. The pool hall in my town has an awesome jutebox machine with this Green Day song in it. Whenever me and my friends go out and I’m in a bad mood, I’ll put this on. Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once. Somewhere with the guitar licks and beat I can release whatever it is that’s bothering me with laughter and music. I’ll dance around the table with my cue stick making ridiculous shots and just having a great time. Its one of those songs that lets you revel in being really messed up and crazy.