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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMy Big Mouth
Everybody knows...but no-one's saying nothingAnd it was a sound so very loud...that no-one can hearI got something in my shoes...It's keeping me from walkingDown the long and winding road... back home to youAnd round this town you've ceased to beThat's what you get for sleeping with the enemyWhere angels fly you won't playSo guess who's gonna take the blame for...My big mouth,my big nameWho'll put on my shoes while they're walkingSlowly down the hall of fame?Into my big mouth,you could fly a planeWho'll put on my shoes while they're walkingSlowly down the hall of fame?Slowly down the hall of fame?I ain't never spoke to godAnd I ain't never been to heavenBut you assumed I knew the wayEven though the map was givenAnd as you look into the eyesOf a bloody cold assassianOnly then you'll realiseWith who's life you have been messin'And round this town you've ceased to beThat's what you get for sleeping with the enemyWhere angels fly you won't playSo guess who's gonna take the blame for...My big mouth,my big nameWho'll put on my shoes while they're walkingSlowly down the hall of fame?Into my big mouth,you could fly a planeWho'll put on my shoes while they're walkingSlowly down the hall of fame?Slowly down the hall of fame?
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