Basket Case (Woodstock 1994)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] 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 [Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] 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? [Verse 2: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] 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 [Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] 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? Jump! [Bridge: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] Grasping to control So I better hold on [Chorus: Billie Joe Armstrong with Mike Dirnt] 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? Suh! [Post-Song Banter: Billie Joe Armstrong, Tré Cool] You're a bunch of funny little people Funny looking (You missed) Oh hey, look that guy with the green hair he's a punk rocker, look, look he's even telling everybody You fucking hippie Oh thank you very much, it goes to show that if you eat shit you won't die