Everybody knows
And no one's saying nothing
Is the sound so very loud
That no one can hear
And there's something in my shoes
That's keeping me from walking
Down along the winding road
Back home to you
When all your songs cease to be
That's what you get for sleeping with the enemy
Where angels fly, you won't play
So guess who's gotta take the blame for
My big mouth
And my big name
I put on my shoes while I'm walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
Into my big mouth
You could fly a plane
I put on my shoes while i'm walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
I ain't ever spoke to God