am chef de scris tampenii… pe ultimul dvd de la piratii din caraibe (adica dvd-ul cu ultima parte, logic) Johnny Depp, cu Keith Richards alaturi, amandoi in costume de pirati, ii tot dadea inainte cu bla-bla-ul de rigoare: cum s-a inspirat el de la Keith, cum a vazut el ca piratii erau ca starurile rockandroll etc. La un moment dat, Keith, care se juca nonsalant cu dantela de la o maneca a lui Depp aude “it was about freedom”. Se trezeste mosul imediat si spune “Now you’re talkin’ Jackie boy”. Mumia revenise la viata cand a auzit cuvantul freedom.
Ma gandeam la chestia asta aseara cand ascultam
(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 within
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a 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 crawlin’ out as I was a-crawlin’ 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)
Someone 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 outta Memphis and I got no spare
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
Yeah yeah oh-yeah
Misto, nu? I watched myself crawlin’ out as I was a-crawlin’ in…
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