Pearl Jam Lyrics

Lukin

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 going to Lukin's
I gotta spot at Lukin's
I knock the door at Lukin's
Open the fridge
Now I know life's worth

I found the key but I return to find an open door
Some fucking freak who claims I fathered my revolver son
I found my wife I call the cops, this day's work's never done
The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun

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