Bab's Uvula Who? lyrics

I've got a knack for fucking everything up

My temper flies and I get myself all wound up

My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high

I lose control and I get myself all wound up

Tension mounts and I fly off the wall

I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up

Petulance and irritation set in

I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

Bother myself and I'm all wound up

Little reserve and I'm all wound up

Loss of control and I'm all wound up

All with myself and I'm all wound up

Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back

Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up

Killed my composure and it’ll never come back

Loss of control and I get myself all wound up

Blown out of proportion again

My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up

Spontaneous combustion, panic attack

I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Well, I am fed up and I'm all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up

I like myself and I'm all wound up

Yeah!

I've got a knack for fucking everything up

My temper flies and I get myself all wound up

My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high

I lose control and I get myself all wound up

Tension mounts and I fly off the wall

I'm on the run and I get myself all wound up

Petulance and irritation set in

I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Loss of control and I'm all wound up

Panic attack and I'm all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Shoot!

• Artist:Green Day
• Album:Insomniac (1995)