Twenty ways to know
Who will wear, who will wear the hat
There are twenty years to go
Best of all I hope
Enjoy the ride, the medicine show
Them's the breaks for we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
There are twenty years to go
We're faithful and alone
Best of sorts, the broken heart bestowed
There are twenty years to go
Punch drunk and we blow
The worse the start, the mercy parts the phone
Them's the breaks for we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
Them's the breaks for we designer fakes
But it's you I'll take 'cause you're the truth not I
There are twenty years to go
Golden age I know
But all will pass, and end too fast you know
There are twenty years to go
Many friends I hope
Though some may hold the rose, some hold the rope
That's the end and that's the start of it
That's the whole and that's the part of it
That's the high and that's the heart of it
That's the long and that's the short of it
That's the best and that's the test in it
That's the doubt to doubt the trust in it
That's the sight and that's the sound of it
That's the gift and that's the trick in it
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I
