Lýsandi ljóðaþula
Í tilefni gærkveldsins og ástands þess sem ég fyrirfinn sjálfan mig í núna, langar mig að birta ykkur þetta ljóð sem lýsir téðu ástandi mjög vel. Þar sem það er erfitt að slá á lyklaborðið á meðan ég þarf að halda mér fast í fartölvuna til að detta ekki af gólfinu læt ég mér duga að kynna ljóðið, sem var frumflutt af Kenny Rogers and the First Editions og heitir Just Dropped In (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 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
Nei, vídeóið er svo slappt að ég set ekki spólurnar mínar í það. En oft hef ég horft á Lebowski...