Basket Case (4-track demo)

I really don't know where this story began

My friend Houston had got himself a girl

Swanky is her name, she's got the best of him

And he's got the best of her in the palm of their hands

And they could care less what's coming up

Sometimes, the future doesn't have much luck

This wigged-out thing called love

It may get kinda rough

And they don't really mind

They're on their own

They said this has been motionless orbit flight

Around each other intoxicating their minds

Dancing in the street under suburban lights

They stumbled to the concrete without a hurt

And they could care less what's coming up

Sometimes, the future doesn't have much luck

This wigged-out thing called love

It may get kinda rough

And they don't really mind

They're on their own

Love losing control

So you better hold on

As they walk together in time

Leaving all us drunks behind

This wigged-out thing called love

It may get kinda rough

But they don't really mind

They're on their own

Own