text: There are twenty years to go
  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
  Thems the breaks for we designer fakes
  We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
  There are twenty years to go
  The faithful and the low
  Best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
  There are twenty years to go
  Punch drunk and the blow
  The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone
  Thems the breaks for we designer fakes
  We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
  Thems the breaks for we designer fakes
  But its you I take cause youre the truth not I
  There are twenty years to go
  A 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
  And thats the end and thats the start of it
  Thats the whole and thats the part of it
  Thats the high and thats the heart of it
  Thats the long and thats the short of it
  Thats the best and thats the test in it
  Thats the doubt to doubt the trust in it
  Thats the sight and thats the sound of it
  Thats the gift and thats the trick in it
  Youre the truth, not I
  Youre the truth, not I
  Youre the truth, not I
  Youre the truth, not I