Stranger Than Fiction lyrics
Song information
Artist: Bad Religion Album: Stranger Than Fiction
Lyrics
A febrile shocking violent smack And the children are hoping for a heart-attack Tonight the windows are watching The streets all conspire And the lamppost can't stop crying If I could fly high above the world Would I see a bunch of living dots spell the word stupidity Or would I see hungry lover homicides Loving brother suicides And ally ally oxenfrees Who pick a side and hide?
The world is scratching at my door My morning paper's got the scores The human interest stories, and the obituary, o yeah
Cockroach naps, rattling traps How many devils can you fit upon a match head? Caringosity killed the kerouac cat Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
In my alley around the corner There's a wino with feathered shoulders And a spirit giving head for crack and he'll never want it back There's a little kid and his family eating crackers like thanksgiving And a pack of wild desperados scornful of living
The world is scratching at my door My morning paper has the scores The human interest stories, and the obituary, o yeah
Cradle for a cat, wolfe looks back How many angels can you fit upon a match? I want to know why hemingway cracked Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
Life is the crummiest book I ever read There isn't a hook, just a lot of cheap shots Pictures to shock, and characters an amateur would never dream up
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
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"Stranger Than Fiction" album track list
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