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 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 fucking 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 fucking gun.