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