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Lukin’
Lukin

Drive down the street can’t find the keys to my own fucking home
I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb
I make a right after the arches. . . stinking grease and bone
Stop at the supermarket. . . people stare like I’m a dog

I’m gone to lukin’s... I gotta spot at lukin’s
Unlock the door at lukin’s. . . open the fridge
Now I know life’s worth

I find the key but I return to find an open door
Some fucking freak who claims I fathered by raping my son
I find my wife. I call the cops. this day’s work’s never done.
The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun.
 
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