Текст песни Paul Westerberg - Its a Wonderful Lie
Paul Westerberg - Its a Wonderful Lie слова песни
Get up from a dreamAnd I look for rainTake an amphetamineAnd a crushed rats brainHow am I feelinBetter I supposeHow am I lookinI dont want the truthWhat am I doinI aint in my youthIm past my primeOr was that just a poseIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseIve been accused of never opening upYou get too closeThen I keep my mouth shutIm gonna run to the windWhere the big bad city blowsIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseYou can dress to the eightsYou can dress to maimItll make you feel greatThis fortune and fameWearing too much makeupNot near enough clothesIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseSo dont pin your hopesOr pin your dreamsTo misanthropes or guys like meThe truth is overratedI supposeIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by on thoseIt a wonderful lieAnd I still get by...