Lukin (Letra)
Compositor: Eddie Vedder
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'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 fucking freak who claims I fathered by raping my son
I find my wife. I calle the cops. This day's work's never done.
The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun.

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