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Pearl Jam » Lukin |
Drive down the street can't find my 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 goin' to Lukin's... I got a spot at Lukin's... I knock the door at Lukin's... Open the fridge, now I know life is weird
I find the key, but I return to find an open door Some fucking freak who claims I fathered by rape her love son I find my wife, I call the cops, this day's work never done The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun. Present Tense
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