[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 days work's never done
The last I heard that freak was purchasin' a fuckin' gun