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Just Dropped In (Newbury Mickey)

Woke up this mornin', The sundown shinin' in. I found my broken mind, In a brown paper bag of Zen. Tripped on a cloud, I fell eight miles high. Tore my mind upon a jagged sky. I just dropped in to see what condition, My condition was in. Ah, ah. Pushed my soul in a Deep dark hole, followed it in. Met myself crawlin' out, As I was crawlin' in. I woke up so tight I said, "I never will unwind." Saw too much I broke my mind. I just dropped in to see what condition, My condition was in. Woh, Lord, Lord, What condition my condition was in. [Whistling chorus.] Ah, ah, ah-ha. Somebody painted "April Fool," In big black letters on a Dead End sign. I had my foot in the gas, As I left the road and blew out my mind. Eight miles outta Memphis, Lord, I got no spare. Eight miles straight up, Downtown somewhere. I just dropped in to see what condition, My condition was in. Oh, Lord, Lord, Lawd, What condition my condition was in.