Music, Lyrics, Voice, Instruments by Tony Lynch

Kay what do you want tonight
I dream you’ll take me home

Devour me whole
Don’t let me go to waste
Take a taste

Because I’m alone
Don’t telephone
Just come on and eat me

Kay what do you want tonight
I dreamed you’d take me home

Devour me whole
Don’t let me go to waste
Take a taste

Because I’m alone
Don’t telephone
Just come on and eat me

I don’t know why I call
It’s just that I’ve been left alone
I’m left alone…

Devour me whole
Don’t let me go to waste
Take a taste

Because I’m alone
Don’t telephone
Just come on and eat me.

Music, Lyrics, Vox, Instruments by Tony Lynch

When the fighting’s just begun
I will pardon everyone
And I will be the one to help you find what you’ve put away

Summer tainted, summer gone
And the battle’s just begun
I know that you would say there’s got to be a way to find a way

Won’t you come along with us?
We’d love to take you far away today
It may seem strange
But if you come along with us
We guarantee your life will change today
With no complaints

Those who’ve tasted loving gun
Tell the preachers not to run
They have found what is surrounding us
Comes from inside

Won’t you come along with us?
We’d love to take you far away today
It may seem strange
But if you come along with us
We guarantee your life will change today
With no complaints

White Flag

Music, Instruments, Vox by Tony Lynch

Please turn me on so I can turn on you

What comes to mind?
Just take some time
But don’t take too long

What’s yours is mine
I’ll take your time
I won’t be long

When I’m on the brink of stallin’
And I still want in the game
I’ll take more away

You’ll feel buried in the sand
As the tide rolls in

Please turn me on so I can turn on you.

You draw the line
I erase in time
And run across

I always hide
What you can’t find
It must be lost

When I’m on the brink of stallin’
And I still want in the game
I’ll take more away

You’ll feel buried in the sand
As the tide rolls in

Please turn me on so I can turn on you.


Yours Is Mine

Music, lyrics by T. Lynch

Her addictions masked her pain
Left her black inside
And now only the ash remains

Her temple slowly picked apart
By the feeding frenzy on her lonely dying heart

I can’t believe…
This doesn’t feel like relief
A eulogy to all her unspoken needs
I can’t conceive a coattail journey through the darkest depths of Elizabeth’s grief

Every suicide’s the same
Leaves the memories of the people that we loved in vain

Some will take and some will lend
You got to take what’s given and run with it until the end

I can’t believe…
This doesn’t feel like relief
A eulogy to all her unspoken needs
I can’t conceive a coattail journey through the darkest depths of Elizabeth’s grief

Eulogy

Words, music, performance: Tony Lynch
This was more of a fun lyrical idea I had, pretty basic tune.

In the middle of a mind game
And I’m losing all the hands.
She said I’d never find another faithful lover
Cos I’m not a man, I’m a boy

And then when I’d show my feelings
She was happy to hurt me one more time
Seems that I was just a play thing
For another praying mantis heart
So I’m folding.

Cos when her anger is not enough
And I don’t get the message
I’ll just take another punch
And end up convalescing

Every time I’d try please her
Or appease her
I’d only piss her off
She would argue just for pleasure
Apply pressure to my bleeding heart
And then she would finaly relax
But then relapse and kick me just for fun

So I’m leaving

Cos when her anger is not enough
And I don’t get the message
I’ll just take another punch
And end up convalescing

It’s time to leave her
I’m finally leaving now

I’m so glad I had this chance to
Sit and tell you of my plight
Now I’m feeling so much better
Since I got her out of my life

So if you ever find her praying on another
Unsuspecting boy
You can warn him of her venom, stop momentum
Before he is destroyed

Just save….

Cos when her anger is not enough
And he don’t get the message
He’ll just take another punch
And end up convalescing…


Praying Mantis

Very very rough demo about oversaturation.

The word is fake
Don’t listen to that song
A lying snake
Man gonna steer you wrong

I replicate
It’s all a scam
I give what I want you to have

I am the snake
I ain’t listening
I am the snake

Spectacle for idiots empowered by midriff
Now it’s all so thin, explosion of pop

The world is fake
Don’t listen to that song
I replicate
Man steer you wrong

I am the snake
It’s all a scam
I sell what I want you to have

I am the snake
I am the snake

Spectacle for idiots empowered by midriff
Now it’s all so thin, explosion of pop

You killed cool
Cuz, you had to sell everything
I’m just sick because cool isn’t anymore

The word is fake
Now everythings gone wrong
I Indignate
Don’t know where cool has gone

I’m the snake
I am the snake

Spectacle for idiots empowered by midriff
Now it’s all so thin, explosion of pop

You mindless lemmings, you’re product

Product

Well Adjusted

The one and only "country" song I've written. I'll try more later.

Tony Lynch

Tail Lights

Glimmer

So this is me and an 8 track with a couple of SM58s. I played all the instruments and double tracked the vox. it's kinda rough but I just wanted to get it on tape. Yes, tape! "I Shot Your Radio", Glimmer and "Well Adjusted" were recorded in a proper studio with a band i was in at the time.

Kay

TLynch

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