You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something I guess we find out tomorrow morn I overheard a conversation Exchanging pleasant pleasantries Until I heard that slur of speech I was standing on my feet Now confusion rocks the earth It was an hour after midnight Reminded by my twitching eye A crowd of people sounded loudly The shadows cast were standing shy I glugged a swig from the bottle I glugged a swig from the green bottle And placed my thumb upon the top And moving legs felt the vibrations Of the wooden beams Beneath their feet You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something I guess we find out tomorrow morn It was three hours after midnight Rekindled youth was on our side The night owls crept behind my shoulders And soon no one was left around We should call it a night I glugged a swig from the green bottle And placed my thumb upon the top And moving legs felt the vibrations Of the wooden beams Beneath their feet You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something You're either on something Or you're on to something I guess we find out tomorrow morn