Lyrics:
reality they're nothing but passive observers.
Passive observers do nothing but passively observe,
Passively soak up creativity and say "Wow, that's me!",
it alludes,
God’s the observer, who observes you,
From a bird’s eye view.
God watches people from a bird’s eye view,
If Nastradamus predict
To see what condition my condition was in)
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown
on the road
Yeah yeah yeah
J'aimerais m'envoler vers le ciel avec toi
Pour observer le monde aux bouts de nos doigts
J'aimerais m'envoler vers le ciel avec toi
on a jagged sky
And Lord, I just dropped in to see
What condition my condition was in
Lord, Lord, Lord
What condition my condition was in
I pushed my soul in
To see what condition my condition was in)
(mickey newbury)
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with
(Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag
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
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag
(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag
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
test of such spacetime measures has emerged: normal observers
Who evolve in pocket universes cooling from hot big bang conditions
Must not be vastly
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
We're all running in circles at times
I'm jumping hurdles trying to murder the serpents I find
It's nothing personal, I'm just an observer of life
I'm
condition
No need to sign a petition
Love is my only mission
And you ask what do I do
In my religion who do I pray to
What is divine what is true
All I know
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
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
tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
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
find is lies, anywhere you searches
i'm waking up observers, livin for a purpose, never scene with the vaccine or givin into circus
I pound the stomping
condition
Man dey suffer him fit talk na condition too
Man dey suffer him no fit talk na condition
Man dey suffer him fit talk na condition too
Suffer dey
condition
Man dey suffer him fit talk na condition too
Man dey suffer him no fit talk na condition
Man dey suffer him fit talk na condition too
Suffer dey
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