歌词
I woke up this mornin' with the sun down shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
I tripped on a cloud and fella eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see
What condition my condition was in
I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole
And I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin' out as I was crawlin' in
I got up so tight I couldn't unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see
What condition my condition was in
Someone painted April Fool
In big letters on a Dead End sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road
And blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see
What condition my condition was in
I just dropped in to see
What condition my condition was in
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