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Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home<br>I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb<br>I make a right after the arches. . . stinking grease and bone<br>Stop at the supermarket. . . people stare like I'm a dog<br><br>I'm gone to Lukin's... I gotta spot at Lukin's<br>Unlock the door at Lukin's. . . open the fridge<br>Now I know life's worth<br><br>I find the key but I return to find an open door<br>Some fucking freak who claims I fathered by rape, her own son<br>I find my wife. I call the cops. This day's work's never done.<br>The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking<br>gun.<br> | 
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