Get up from a dream and I look for rain Take an amphetamine and a crushed rat 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's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those I've been accused of never opening up You get too close, then I keep my mouth shut Gonna run to the wind where the big bad city blows It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those It's a wonderful lie, by on those Now you can dress to the eights, you can dress to maim They make you feel great, this fortune and fame Wearing too much makeup, not near enough clothes It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those It's a wonderful lie, I still get by So don't pin your hopes or pin your dreams To misanthropes or guys like me And the truth is overrated, I suppose It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those It's a wonderful lie, I still get by