It`s A Wonderful Lie — текст песни (Paul Westerberg)

Get up from a dream
and I look for rain
Take an amphetamine
and a crushed rat`s brain
How am I feelin
Better I suppose
How am I lookin
I don`t want the truth
What am I doin
I ain`t in my youth
I`m past my prime
Or was that just a pose
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those

I`ve been accused of never opening up
You get too close
Then I keep my mouth shut
I`m gonna run to the wind
Where the big bad city blows
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those

You can dress to the eights
You can dress to maim
It`ll make you feel great
This fortune and fame
Wearing too much makeup
Not near enough clothes
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those

So don`t pin your hopes
Or pin your dreams
To misanthropes or guys like me
The truth is overrated
I suppose
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by on those
It a wonderful lie
and I still get by...