Basket Case (4-track demo)

I really don't know where this story began My friend Houston had got himself a girl Swank is her name, she's got the best of him And he's got the best of her in the palm of their hand And they could care less what's comin' up Sometimes their future doesn't have much luck This wigged-out thing called love They make it 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 comin' up Sometimes their future doesn't have much luck This wigged-out thing called love They make it kinda rough And they don't really mind They're on their own To love, lose, and control So you better hold on As they walked together in time Leavin' all the drunks behind This wigged-out thing called love They make it kinda rough But they don't really mind They're on their own, own