Pearl Jam - Lukin
Drive down the street can’t find the key to my own fucking home
I take a walk so I could 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 got a spot at lukin’s
I knock the door at lukins
Open the fridge
Now I know life’s worth
I find the key but I return to find an open door
Some ? ? ? ? ? ?
I find my wife
I call the cops
This day’s work’s never done
The last I heard the lukin was purchasing a fucking gun