woke up this morning with the sun out shining in

I found my mind in a brown paper bag but then

I tripped on a cloud and fell 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 then I followed in

I watched myself crawling out now, as I came crawling 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





Somebody painted April fool in big black 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 out of Memphis and I got no spare

Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere

I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in