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
So you've got a tale to tell
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
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son
Kiss your smile goodbye
Kiss it all goodbye