Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home
I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for being dumb
I'll make a right after the arches stinking grease and bone
Stopped at the supermarket people stare like I'm a god
I'm going to Lukins
I've got a spot at Lukins
I knocked the door at Lukins
Open the fridge
Now I know life is worth
I found the key but I returned to find an open door
Some fucking 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 purchasing a fucking gun