Текст песни Paul Westerberg - It`s A Wonderful Lie
Paul Westerberg - It`s A Wonderful Lie слова песни
Get up from a dreamand I look for rainTake an amphetamineand a crushed rat`s brainHow am I feelinBetter I supposeHow am I lookinI don`t want the truthWhat am I doinI ain`t in my youthI`m past my primeOr was that just a poseIt a wonderful lieand I still get by on thoseI`ve been accused of never opening upYou get too closeThen I keep my mouth shutI`m gonna run to the wind Where 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 maimIt`ll 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 don`t 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...