Everybody Knows

Everybody knows what I did with my harmonica Tiny cubes of crap coming out from my harmonica Cause each time I meet someone He swears on his life to tell no one (Tell me more, you can tell me anything) I didn't want to put it inside I was just waiting for a sound But it was caught in a trap Say no more Say no more 'cause Everybody knows what I did with my harmonica But I'd better keep it all for myself