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Lukin Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Drive down the street, can't find the keys to my own fuckin' home
I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for bein' dumb
I'll make a right, after the arches, stinking grease and bone
Stopped at the supermarket, people stare like I'm a dog
[Chorus]
I'm goin' 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
[Verse 2]
I found the key, but I return to find an open door
Some fuckin' 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 purchasin' a fuckin' gun
Drive down the street, can't find the keys to my own fuckin' home
I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for bein' dumb
I'll make a right, after the arches, stinking grease and bone
Stopped at the supermarket, people stare like I'm a dog
[Chorus]
I'm goin' 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
[Verse 2]
I found the key, but I return to find an open door
Some fuckin' 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 purchasin' a fuckin' gun
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Genius Annotation
A song about the “pretty serious stalker problem” that the band faced in this era of their career
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- 1.Sometimes
- 2.Hail, Hail
- 3.Who You Are
- 4.In My Tree
- 5.Smile
- 6.Off He Goes
- 7.Habit
- 8.Red Mosquito
- 9.Lukin
- 10.Present Tense
- 11.Mankind
- 12.I’m Open
- 13.Around the Bend
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Recorded At
Studio Litho, Seattle, WA
Release Date
August 27, 1996
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