Bad Religion - Stranger Than Fiction lyrics

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