Twenty Years (Live)

There are twenty years to go And twenty ways to know Who will wear, who will wear the hat There are twenty years to go The best of all I hope So enjoy the ride, the medicine show 'Cos them's the breaks For we designer fakes We need to concentrate On more that meets the eye There are twenty years to go The faithful and the low The best of starts, the broken heart, the stoned There are twenty years to go The punch drunk and the blow The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone And them's the breaks For we designer fakes Who need to concentrate On more that meets the eye Them's the breaks For we designer fakes But it's you I take 'Cos you're the truth not I You're the truth not I, not I You're the truth not I, not I You're the truth not I, not I You're the truth not I, not I You're the truth not I, not I No not I And 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, the 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 Not I You're the truth not I No not I You're the truth not I Not I You're the truth not I No not I You're the truth not I