Disc 1 Lukin Lyrics
Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own f___ing home
I take a walk so I can curse my a__ 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 f___ing freak who claims I fathered by raping my son
I find my wife. I call the cops. This day's work's never done.
The last I heard the freak was purchasing a f___ing gun.