Stranger Than Fiction

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 just see hungry lover homicides

Loving brother suicides

And olly olly oxenfrees, who pick a side and hide?

The world is scratching at my door

My morning papers got the scores

The human interest stories

And the obituary

Oh, 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 'round the corner

There's a wino with feathered shoulders

And a spirit giving head for crack

He'll never want it back

There's a little kid and his family

Eating crackers like Thanksgiving

And a pack of wild desperadoes scornful of living

The world is scratching at my door

My morning paper has the scores

The human interest stories

And the obituary

Oh, yeah

Cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back

How many angels can you fit upon a match?

I want to know why Hemmingway 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