my dress shoes on 

the well kept cemetary lawn 

both of them weeping 

their one good son now was gone 

the irony to see my dad down on his knees 

crying out to jesus 

but lord i've always done what's right 

and all the while 

the good lord smiled 

and looked the other way

(and looked the other way)



when we were kids 

i did my best to make them proud 

it just wasn't in me 

i could not fly straight to save my life

and all the while

the good lord smiled

and looked the other way

(and looked the other way)



their big success is now their biggest failure 

their golden child has been dethroned 

their reputation is now in ruins 

their tower to heaven has come tumbling down

and all the while

the good lord smiles

and looks the other way

(and looks the other way)