Under The Influence lyrics
by Matthew Good



I dreamed I was a pigeon

Slipping through the heavens

Like a seven forty seven

Everyone left down below

Locked in a house of my invention

Learning to the don'ts of fire prevention

If I roast marshmallows over their bodies

Do you think god will still find their souls?



Just want to be like we used to

Under the influence

Just want to see like we used to

Under the influence

Under the influence



I dreamed I was a white tip

Sailing through the Pacific

My heart for a shipwreck

And your legs left down below

Some things they come

All things they go

And there ain't nothing like exploding

If you've got something to explode

Something...



Just want to be like we used to

Under the influence

Just want to see like we used to

Under the influence

Under the influence



Just want to be like we used to

Under the influence

Just want to see like we used to

Under the influence

Under the influence