Wagon Songtext
von Lazy Habits

On the wagon again, said it once, so I′ll sell it again
Friend of a friend
Whispered when they're on the wagon again
Shedding youth, blaming garms for bad guardians
Fill a hood of scapegoats that just can′t cope
On the wagon again
Switching blame like a Mexican wave
But never quite get to steady the aim enough to sniper it
We're on the wagon again, so let's decipher it
We′re on the wagon again


Pulled by horses for courses, a drawbag of slim blags
A youth shedding exercise depressed we turn to press for signs
Instead, we′re fed a tidal wave after wave of crime depicting lines
That climb statistical charts, with ecliptical art
Where the moon is the heart of an argument started
While the sun kept us apart
A custodial court case shaped like a coffin
A box so deep even Pandora would get lost in
And we've all been tossed in, for what?
Just for crossing lines that were designed just for stopping
I′m still shadowboxing all these pop-shots
Connecting all these infinite dots
Avoid auctioning my props, my lots are high-cost
The cyclops stands and eyes the size of his crops
Arms crossed, the tunnel vision of society rots
At velocities similar to policies
Rushed through the house undercover smokescreens of atrocities
So all you sleepers, weepers, secret keepers Miss formed creatures
You need to read the real features
And if you find yourself back, cutting a trend
Well then you might as well just climb back on the wagon again

On the wagon again, said it once, so I'll sell it again
Friend of a friend
Whispered when they′re on the wagon again
Shedding youth, blaming garms for bad guardians
Fill a hood of scapegoats that just can't cope
On the wagon again
Switching blame like a Mexican wave
But never quite get to steady the aim enough to sniper it
We′re on the wagon again, so let's decipher it
We're on the wagon again


See the rules may have changed, but the game stays the same
The aim to remain on the wagon again
The aimless remain while those with an aim remain nameless
But I′d rather be a private dick than a famous anus
If this is shameless, don′t blame us blame those who trained us
And if the rain on the plane just makes the plane rust
It's alright, we can all go back on the same bus
Coz deep down inside we′re made of the same
So I rain these acid words down upon you placid herds
Force meets density, that's how the mass occurs
Rap raconteur... Sacre bleu
If she′s fit don't rap for her go back home, make a track for her
New for you this week Judas speaks over the rudest beats
Don′t talk about clothes treat this like a nudist beach
How far does my kudos reach as far as these shoeless feet
Will keep me moving through these ruthless streets
Until I find a flagon in the Tavern at 10
Grabbing a pen, trying to tell them how it happened again
Then I stagger out the tavern with a dagger for friends
I didn't fall I was pushed off the wagon again

On the wagon again, said it once, but I'll sell it again
Friend of a friend
Whispered when they′re on the wagon again
Shedding youth, blaming garms for bad guardians
Fill a hood of scapegoats that just can′t cope
On the wagon again
Switching blame like a Mexican wave
But never quite get to steady the aim enough to sniper it
We're on the wagon again, so let′s decipher it
We're on the wagon again

On the wagon again, said it thrice but I′ll sell it again
Friend of a friend
Whispered when they're on the wagon again
Shedding youth, blaming garms for bad guardians
Fill a hood of scapegoats that just can′t cope
On the wagon again
Switching blame like a Mexican wave
But never quite get to steady the aim enough to sniper it
We're on the wagon again, so let's decipher it
We′re on the wagon again

On the wagon again, like goths in the mosh pit
Banging their heads like moths they need to stop shit
Dragged out of bed get washed, flossed, accosted
Tossed back on top of the wagon again

On the wagon again, playing pretend like it′s playdoh
We could all try to paint this whole world with a colourful rainbow
But it aint though
Most of it said without Simon's say-so
So don′t slow the trotting of the wagon again

On the wagon again, like reality TV
I'm not watching Big Brother... BB′s watching me
And his little brother was caught on CCTV
Chasing the dragon again
We're on the wagon again

On the wagon again, like them street preach evangelists
Thinking that he can handle me, but really he can′t handle shit
If the sandal fits, wear it. Despair, I don't care
What's that? We′re on the wagon again