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Pearl Jam - Lukin lyrics
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 dog. I'm going to Lukin's. I've got a spot at Lukin's. I knocked the door at Lukin's. Open the fridge. Now I know life is worth. I found the key but I return 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. |
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