James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
James Steinle
Bleach bone white, beehive hair
She's baring down through her glasses glare
Piercing deep with imposing stares
What does she see in me?
What does she see in me?
She's 'bout serious as a heart attack
Said the face of knowledge it's cloaked in black
Turn down its road you ain't turning back
Beyond the blue and greens
Beyond the blue and greens
The rain came down, the smoke went up
Cause all the tinder'd been pilin' up
Giving your all it ain't near enough
You gotta give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
True honesty is that all mankind
Gonna catch themselves in their net of lies
You won't find no fountain along the drive
The truth showed up, he was in disguise
The truth shows up always in disguise
You eat tomato soup or Frito pie
And you fool your belly til the day you die
For a wounded arm holds the hand of time
And ages make the same old wine
Ages make the same old wine
The rain came down, the smoke went up
Cause all the tinder'd been pilin' up
Giving your all it ain't near enough
You gotta give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
The rain came down, the smoke went up
Cause all the tinder'd been pilin' up
Giving your all, it ain't near enough
You gotta give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
Give some more when the going's rough
Give Some More was written by James Steinle.