I 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