Punk rock - 1994 - Green Day - 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?

And I went to a shrink

To analyze my dreams

She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down

And 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?

Huh yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

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?