Jack Of All Trades

Give me a reason not to lash out
Because I don’t see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
(Hey)
So you’ve got a tale to tell
(Hey)
Well how about something real?
Feel free and stifle someone
Go on and belittle someone as well
Or but fucker yeah you’ll get yours
(Or but fucker you’ll get yours)
So fill up your pockets and watch them swell
(Hey)
You could be no one
(Hey)
An inconsiderate bastard son
(Hey)
Kiss your smile goodbye
(Hey)
Kiss it all goodbye
(Hey)
Goodbye, goodbye
(Hey)
Goodbye, goodbye
(Hey)
Goodbye, goodbye