Lyrics

You have climbed And the climb left you blind Too much to think about Too little to do But you pull through You always pull through It goes slow Answer questions you don't want to know Too much to think about Too little, it's true But you pull through You always pull through No defense against the pounds And against the pence Love it all No defense The voice that left the ladies moist Is running out of choice Losing pace and losing poise Losing out to some awful noise Sleep awake Sleep awake for now No defense against the pounds And against the pence Love it all No defense No disgrace To close your eyes and to quit the chase Love it all No disgrace