Lyrics Jack of All Trades - The Stanfields

Jack of All Trades

I’m a Jack of all trades and a bastard son, a burnt out slave and a master of
none
A cog on a wheel in a dog and pony show
But if I won the lottery, I’d be taken seriously
With the keys to the kingdom and a stock portfolio
No I don’t know why I wait for pigs to fly
A normal day for them is a miracle for me
The master makes the rules, and the master plays the fools
An ordinary voice in a silent harmony
Look at the Jones, they ain’t sad at all, they love the wage, they hate us all
They dance to the rhythm of a dark and distant drone
I can’t keep up with the Jones no more, I can’t make rent when I had it before
Now a big wolf is at the door looking for blood from a stone
No I don’t know why I wait for pigs to fly
A normal day for them is a miracle for me
The master makes the rules, and the master plays the fools
An ordinary voice in a silent harmony
Should I grow old before I die, just another John Doe in debt to his eyes
Choking on the barrel of a gun run down my throat
Held by the master’s invisible hands, «More, more, more!»
the master commands
«Call in the lawyers, piss on the ants,» I quote.
No joke
No I don’t know why I wait for pigs to fly
A normal day for them is a miracle for me
The master makes the rules, and the master plays the fools
An ordinary voice in a silent harmony