[Verse 1]

Drive down the street, can't find the keys to my own fuckin' home

I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for bein' dumb

I'll make a right, after the arches, stinking grease and bone

Stopped at the supermarket, people stare like I'm a dog

[Chorus]

I'm goin' to Lukin's

I've got a spot at Lukin's

I knocked the door at Lukin's

Open the fridge, now I know life is worth

[Verse 2]

I found the key, but I return to find an open door

Some fuckin' freak who claims I fathered, by rape, her own son

I find my wife, I call the cops, this day's work's never done

The last I heard that freak was purchasin' a fuckin' gun