Everybody knows
And no one’s saying nothing
Is the sound so very loud
That no one can hear?
I got something in my shoes
That’s keeping me from walking
Down along a winding road
Back home to you
A Rolling Stone
Cease to be
And swear she’s never sleeping with the enemy
Where angels fly
You won’t play
So guess who’s gonna take the blame for
My big mouth
And my big name
Who’ll put on my shoes while I’m walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
It’s for my big mouth
You can fly your plane
Who’ll put on my shoes while I’m walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
I ain’t never spoke to god
And I ain’t never been to heaven
Seen machine gunnings away
Even though the man was given
As you look into the eyes
Of a bloody cold assassin
Only then you realize
This is what you call redemption
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 gonna take the blame for
My big mouth
And my big name
Who’ll put on my shoes while I’m walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
It’s for my big mouth
You can fly your plane
Who’ll put on my shoes while I’m walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
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 gonna take the blame for
My big mouth and my big name
Who’ll put on my shoes while I’m walking
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame
Slowly down the hall of fame