[Verse 1]
Grease in the gears, sweat in the seams
Living off caffeine and collapsed dreams
Breaker of bolts, breaker of backs
Wields a crescent wrench like a battle axe
He’s the king of duct tape, the lord of loose ends
Stuck in the middle where the nightmare bends
Fat as fate, with a gut like steel
Coughs up phlegm like it's part of the deal
[Pre-Chorus]
Peanut slab in one hand, death in the other
Reads the manual like a drunk old lover
A flicker in the eye, a rattle in the chest
He’s trying to fix the world, but can’t fix his breath
[Chorus]
Jack of all trades, the master of rust
Turning to sludge, choking on dust
Dribble dick prophet with a high-vis crown
Wired to the line and breaking down
[Verse 2]
Cholesterol chart reads like Morse code
Cracks in his boots and his mother’s old coat
He’s got nine trades, zero peace
Spits out screws like a broken priest
Chain-smoking reason, hacking up rhyme
Each breath a gamble, each shift a crime
Still he swings that hammer like a hymn
In the house of sparks, he's a phantom limb
[Bridge – Instrumental Break w/ Time Signature Change]
(7/8 groove with rhythmic breathing and coughing samples, followed by machine-g*n drums and fuzz bass erupting into 5/4 build-up)
[Chorus Refrain]
Jack of all trades, the master of rust
Built for the burden, not built for trust
Dribble dick oracle, leaking the truth
A slab of a man — the ghost of youth
[Outro – Spoken/Whispered over ambient drones]
"Splutter, cough — the furnace sings...
…phlegm slugs like bullets, loaded things
A body’s a temple, mine’s condemned
But I’ll fix your world till the bitter end."
