Track 2 of the album Fan on Full, Sticker on My Back · 2026
Pockets Out, Porch Step, Where's the Key
“Locked out on the porch with both pockets turned out. Everybody has been here at least once.”
punk · punk · skate punk · 2:46
Lyrics
I'm standing on the porch step Both my pockets turned out Coins and gum and a ticket stub But no key, no doubt The door is locked and laughing The cat is in the window She looks at me like I'm a fool And honestly, she's right, though Check the jacket, check the jeans Check the bag, check the seams Where's the key, where's the key It was right here in my hand Where's the key, where's the key I can't believe my own bad plan Knock knock knock, anybody home Where's the key, where's the key Hey I check inside my left shoe I check inside my hat I check the mailbox by the gate Nothing in there but a flat My neighbour waves from next door She holds up a spare It was hanging on a nail all week Right there, right there Check the jacket, check the jeans Check the bag, check the seams Where's the key, where's the key It was right here in my hand Where's the key, where's the key I can't believe my own bad plan Knock knock knock, anybody home Where's the key, where's the key Hey Wait It's in my hand It was in my hand The whole time The whole dumb time Found the key, found the key It was right here in my hand Found the key, found the key Now the cat can have her stand Open up the door, we are home Found the key, found the key Hey