(x4)
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 world
stupidity? or would
I see hungry lover
homicides loving
brother suicides
and olly olly oxenfrees
who pickaside and hide
the world
is scratching at
my door my
morning papers got
the scores the human
interest stories and
the obituary oh yeah
Chorus 1:
Cockroach naps and
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 papers got
the scores the human
interest stories and
the obituary oh yeah
Chorus 2:
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
(x2)
sometimes truth is
stranger than fiction
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