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`ve been goin` to Lukin`s...I gotta spot that Lukin`s... I knocked the door at Lukin`s...opened the fridge... Now I know life is worth... I find the key but I return to find an open door So fucking freezin`, they jump out the car, everybody wants some I find my wife, I call the cops, this day`s work`s never done The last I heard that freak was purchasing a fucking gun
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