Stranger than Fiction

[00:12.00] A febrile shocking violent smack
[00:15.18] And the children are hoping for a heart attack
[00:17.66] Tonight the windows are watching
[00:19.52] The streets all conspire
[00:20.90] And the lampost can't stop crying
[00:23.58] If I could fly high above the world
[00:26.21] Would I see a bunch of little dots spell the word stupidity?
[00:28.73] Or would I just see hungry lover homicides
[00:31.02] Loving brother suicides
[00:32.38] And olly olly oxenfrees, who pick a side and hide
[00:37.02] The world is scratching at my door
[00:39.91] My morning papers got the scores
[00:42.29] The human interest stories, and the obituary
[00:48.52] Oh yeah, cockroach naps and rattling traps
[00:50.98] How many devils can you fit upon a match head?
[00:54.30] Caringosity killed the kerouac cat
[00:56.62] Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
[01:02.83] In my alley around the corner
[01:04.10] There's a wino with feathered shoulders
[01:05.41] And a spirit giving head for crack
[01:07.05] He'll never want it back
[01:08.79] There's a little kid and his family eating
[01:10.14] Crackers like thanksgiving
[01:11.31] And a pack of wild desperadoes scornful of living
[01:15.83] The world is scratching at my door
[01:19.14] My morning papers got the scores
[01:21.14] The human interest stories, and the obituary
[01:27.42] Oh yea, cradle for a cat, Woolf looks back,
[01:30.38] How many angels can you fit upon a match?
[01:33.56] I want to know why Hemmingway cracked
[01:36.05] Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
[01:42.12] Life is the crummiest book I ever read
[01:46.84] There isn't a hook, just a lot of cheap shots
[01:49.24] Pictures to shock and characters an
[01:51.52] Amateur would never dream up
[02:02.69] Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction