Stephen Lynch

Talk To Me
I came down to the breakfast table Felt like I could die I tried so hard, but wasn’t able To look you in the eye For I am feeling so much shame Yes I have brought disgrace Could tell I soiled my good name By the look upon your face…. Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it No use denying it, I was really cranking it Now dry your eyes, don’t be so sad If you could just forgive me, and talk to me, dad I didn’t hear you enter, no I didn’t hear the door With my hand upon my member and my pants upon the floor A burden to your brain is an image you despise Like blood and guts and starving kids and Stevie Wonder’s eyes Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it No use denying it, I was really cranking it Now dry your eyes, don’t be so sad But I wouldn’t use those tissues; they’ve already been had…talk to me, dad The look upon your face made my swollen glad diminish So I said “close the door, I really wanna finish.” SongtexteNow daddy, I’m ashamed and I completely understand If you never wanna hug again or even shake my hand Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it No use denying it, I was really cranking it Now dry your eyes, don’t be so sad Just because it was your bed, it’s not that bad When I was only 17 you told me it was dirty So it must be really creepy when you kid is pushing 30 But you cannot tell me, dad, you have never had a whack At the thing that hangs below your belt and bumps into your sack Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it No use denying it, I was really cranking it Now dry your eyes, don’t be so sad But I wouldn’t use those tissues, they’ve already been… Just because it was your bed it’s not that… Oh daddy, daddy, please forgive me, and talk to me, dad Aus Songtexte Mania