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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' to 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' to dig with my hands I've learned to work with my mind So much to lose, and so much left to find So much to take, so much to leave behind Yeah, I walked down, your thoughts are free, don't think of the dead but think of dignity SongtextePicked you up by the side of your head, you were half dead Say your prayers, and put you to to 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 Aus Songtexte Mania