Lukin
Walked down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home I'll take a walk so I can close my ass in a little dump I'll make you learn the undistinguished prison bone (?) So let the supermarket people sell their common guns I'm going to Lukin's I got a spot at Lukin's I've gotta go to Lukin's Open the fridge Now I know what life is worth I find the key but then I turn to find an open door So fucking bring who claims a father my revolver son I'm on my walk back home and call the cops these things were never done Nothing hurts in the frequent purchasing a fuckin gun
