On the Wagon - Green Day


Sometimes it gets real hard

And I need some kind of output

For input twice the size of my one inch mind

So slap me on the hand

Put it right back down my pants

Turn me right around

Kick me in the ass

Well today I say sweet things

But tomorrow

I’ll be making up excuses

For my actions cuz it’s been so long

Since I’ve been in love

That special kind of feeling

Guess my best excuse

I’m on the wagon again


Well I got no real excuse

I’m on the wagon again