Stranger Than Fiction

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Bad Religion - Rock, Punk Rock

Stranger Than Fiction

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] A febrile shocking violent smack And the children are hopin' for a heart-attack Tonight, the windows are watching, the streets all conspire And the lamppost can't stop cryin' If I could fly high above the world Would I see a bunch of livin' dots spell the word "stupidity"? Or would I see hungry lover homicides, lovin' brother suicides And olly olly oxen frees who pick a side and hide? [Pre-Chorus] (Ah-ah-ah) The world is scratching at my door (Ah-ah-ah) My morning paper's got the scores (Ah, ah, ah) The human interest stories And the obituary, oh yeah [Chorus] Cockroach naps, rattlin' traps How many devils can you fit upon a match head? Caringosity killed the Kerouac cat Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction [Verse 2] In my alley 'round the corner, there's a wino with feathered shoulders And a spirit givin' head for crack, and he'll never want it back There's a little kid and his family eatin' crackers like Thanksgiving And a pack of wild desperadoes scornful of living [Pre-Chorus] (Ah-ah-ah) The world is scratching at my door (Ah-ah-ah) My morning paper has the scores (Ah, ah, ah) The human interest stories And the obituary, oh yeah [Chorus] Cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back How many angels can you fit upon a match? I wanna know why Hemingway cracked Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction [Outro] Life is the crummiest book I ever read There isn't a hook Just a lotta cheap shots, pictures to shock And characters an amateur would never dream up Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

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Credits

Writers
  • Brett Gurewitz