Twenty Years - Placebo

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

Enjoy the ride

The medicine show

And 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

The best of starts, the broken heart

The stone

There are twenty years to go

The punch-drunk and the blow

The worst of starts, the mercy part

The phone

And thems the breaks for we designer fakes

We need to concentrate

On more than meets the eye

And thems the breaks for we designer fakes

But it's you I take, cause you're the truth, not I

There are twenty years to go

A golden age I know

But all will pass, we'll end too fast

You know

There are twenty years to go

And many friends I hope

Though some may hold the rose,

some hold the rope

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

You're the truth, not I

You're the truth, not I

You're the truth, not I

You're the truth, not I

You're the truth, not I