Praying for a Riot

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 then 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 the 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 then meets the eye
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes
But it's you I take 'cause your the truth not I

There are twenty years to go
A golden age I know

But all will pass, will end to 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