Everybody knows ... but no-one's saying nothing  And it's a sound so very loud ... that no-one can hear  I got something in my shoe ... it's keeping me from walking  Down the long and winding road ... back home to you     Around this town you've ceased to be  That's what you get for sleeping with the enemy  Where angels fly you won't play  So guess who's gonna take the blame for ...     My big mouth, my big name  Who'll put on my shoes while they're walking  Slowly down the hall of fame?  Into my big mouth you could fly a plane  Who'll put on my shoes while they're walking  Slowly down the hall of fame?  Slowly down the hall of fame     I ain't never spoke to God  And I ain't never been to heaven  But you assumed I knew the way  Even though the map was given  And as you look into the eyes  Of a bloody cold assasin  Only then you'll realize  With who's life you have been messin'