Drive down the street, can't find the keys to my own f___ing home.
I take a walk, so I can curse my a__ 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 f___ing 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 the freak was purchasing a f___ing gun.

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