Jack Of All Trades

If I could be anything I wanted, I don't know

I'd be stuck here with myself, be an Average Joe

But if I could be like a Jack of all trades, yes I'd have it made

Glass blower, flamethrower, grass mower, firefighter

I'm tryin' tô loose it up, or make it tighter

But a Jack of all trades master

I'm not dead, you're tired in bed

But a Jack of all trades

There's stuff that gets made, wait for your lucky day

See my train and now it's gone

Rings the damned, threw the phone

He's studdering, he stalls

He hit the bottle of call

Ching chase and rat race, and laid down

And out of place, and down the hall

Problem called (na, na)

Problem called (na, na, na)

Yes I'll try anything sometimes I just can't say no

And I'm learnin' tô dig with my hands

I'vê learned tô work with my mind

So much tô lose, and so much left tô find

So much tô take, so much tô leave behind

Yeah, I walked down, your thoughts are free

Don't think of the dead but think of dignity

Picked you up by the side of your head, you were half dead

Say your prayers, and put you tô tô bed

At the end of the day stands a Jack of all trades

And the fool he has made

It's a Jack of all trades

And the fool he has made of himself and his friend

But he'd do it again, yes he'd do it again

He's a Jack