Condition کے بول

Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, What condition my condition was in, I woke up this morning, with the sun down, shining in, I found my mind in a brown paper bag, within, I tripped on a cloud, baby, eight miles high, I tore my mind, on a jagged sky, I just dropped in to see, What condition my condition was in, Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, What condition my condition was in, I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole, And then I followed it in, I watched myself crawling out, As I was 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, Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, What condition my condition was in, I'm a dead inside, I had my foot on the gas, as I left the road, Going out my mind, And right down in Memphis where I got the spliffs, Eight miles straight up, downtown somewhere, I just dropped in, To see what condition my condition was in, I said I just dropped in to see, What condition my condition was in.