My Big Mouth (Noel Gets To The Point, Dublin 1997)
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'