Lyrics:

Twenty Years (Piano Version Live At Evening Urgant, Moscow 2015)

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