Today I felt like sharing one of my favorites funnies.
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Greetings to everyone .
I haven't been doing my part here because I have been having some problems with my left shoulder and have been in Physical Therapy for almost 2 months.
It seems like I have some tissue damage in my left shoulder and some Arthritis in both shoulders.
AS some of you who read my file. I like Country music and oldies rock. So. How many of you who remember Darius Rucker?
Well here are some Videos from You Tube I would like to share with you.
I haven't been doing my part here because I have been having some problems with my left shoulder and have been in Physical Therapy for almost 2 months.
It seems like I have some tissue damage in my left shoulder and some Arthritis in both shoulders.
AS some of you who read my file. I like Country music and oldies rock. So. How many of you who remember Darius Rucker?
Well here are some Videos from You Tube I would like to share with you.
- Location:Home
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:country
- Location:home
- Mood:
drained
I was having some fun with some pictures of James and made this.
Hope you all like it.
Linda
Hope you all like it.
Linda
- Location:Home
- Mood:
blah
- Location:HOME
- Mood:
tired
This ia a Scrapbook that I made today. It is photos of James with his fan.
I hope that whoever see this will like it.
Linda
I hope that whoever see this will like it.
Linda
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- Mood:
sleepy
- Location:Home
- Mood:creative
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Prairie Fever

Speaking of lighter fare, tonight we watched the second made-for-TV Western on the Ion network’s new Saturday Night Western Showcase, or whatever they call it.
PRAIRIE FEVER stars Kevin Sorbo and Dominique Swain, and while the production values aren’t just top-notch, it’s not a bad little film, with a more interesting script than I expected.
Sorbo plays an ex-lawman who gave up the badge and became a drunk after a tragedy during a shootout with a bank robber. Needing money, he agrees to take three former mail-order brides to the railroad so they can go back east. It seems that all three women have come down with “prairie fever” – or gone plumb loco, as characters in my books tend to say. One of the women constantly quotes scripture, another is mortally terrified of the sun, and the third plays a piano that isn’t there, when she’s not trying to strangle every man who comes within reach, that is.
Naturally the journey by covered wagon doesn’t go well. Things are complicated by outlaws with a grudge against Sorbo’s character, the husband of one of the crazy mail-order brides, a beautiful but somewhat crooked female gambler, and her murderous husband, played by Lance Henrikson, who gets stuck with one of the goofiest-looking hats in the history of Western movies. Various shootouts ensue along the way, as the characters all struggle with their own inner demons and try to achieve some sort of redemption.
Unlike the previous entry in this series of movies, ACES ‘N’ EIGHTS, which didn’t have anything original in its screenplay, PRAIRIE FEVER has lots of oddball touches, right down to its offbeat ending. The acting is okay at best and the whole thing looks cheaply made, but the storyline is intriguing enough to make it worth watching. As before, you can rent the DVD (the unrated version) at Blockbuster next week, or you can wait for the inevitable and probably multiple repeats of the TV version.
Prairie Fever
Speaking of lighter fare, tonight we watched the second made-for-TV Western on the Ion network’s new Saturday Night Western Showcase, or whatever they call it.
PRAIRIE FEVER stars Kevin Sorbo and Dominique Swain, and while the production values aren’t just top-notch, it’s not a bad little film, with a more interesting script than I expected.
Sorbo plays an ex-lawman who gave up the badge and became a drunk after a tragedy during a shootout with a bank robber. Needing money, he agrees to take three former mail-order brides to the railroad so they can go back east. It seems that all three women have come down with “prairie fever” – or gone plumb loco, as characters in my books tend to say. One of the women constantly quotes scripture, another is mortally terrified of the sun, and the third plays a piano that isn’t there, when she’s not trying to strangle every man who comes within reach, that is.
Naturally the journey by covered wagon doesn’t go well. Things are complicated by outlaws with a grudge against Sorbo’s character, the husband of one of the crazy mail-order brides, a beautiful but somewhat crooked female gambler, and her murderous husband, played by Lance Henrikson, who gets stuck with one of the goofiest-looking hats in the history of Western movies. Various shootouts ensue along the way, as the characters all struggle with their own inner demons and try to achieve some sort of redemption.
Unlike the previous entry in this series of movies, ACES ‘N’ EIGHTS, which didn’t have anything original in its screenplay, PRAIRIE FEVER has lots of oddball touches, right down to its offbeat ending. The acting is okay at best and the whole thing looks cheaply made, but the storyline is intriguing enough to make it worth watching. As before, you can rent the DVD (the unrated version) at Blockbuster next week, or you can wait for the inevitable and probably multiple repeats of the TV version.
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- Mood:awake
- Music:none at the moment
- Location:at home
- Mood:
energetic - Music:James Marsters
- Mood:creative
- Location:home
- Mood:creative
- Music:none
I know I haven't posted much but I've been wat too busy.
I will try and get over here at least once a week. Between having 8 e-mail addresses and I'm on 2 message boards My time is limited.
Hope you all enjoy my the Vids.
LINDA
I will try and get over here at least once a week. Between having 8 e-mail addresses and I'm on 2 message boards My time is limited.
Hope you all enjoy my the Vids.
LINDA
- Location:home
- Mood:busy
- Music:none
- Location:Home
- Music:James Marsters
- Location:Home
- Music:James Marsters
- Location:home
- Mood:
giggly - Music:James Marsters
Smallville season 7 trailer And other clips.
Enjoy......Linda
Enjoy......Linda
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- Mood:
good - Music:James Marsters
This is one of several clips of Season 2 episode 1 trailer of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.
Enjoy
Linda
Enjoy
Linda
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- Mood:
ecstatic
This Town
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by PetiteMiel
You didn't even care
What they said about you.
And you ran away from there,
Made a home.
And you filled it
With a candle
On a cinder block
And a mattress on the floor.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
You find a man.
He's swears he'll protect you
From the dark.
And you love him,
And you try a little harder,
And it feels good,
And you don't give a damn.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
I've got a job at the hotel,
And my car runs good.
And Bill is moving out,
I got my place.
And I got me a plan
How to make a little money
And I'll take you along
If you'll just look at me.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
Smile
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
In, I'm falling in
I didn't want to
Not so fast, boy
Slow,
Don't wanna hurt the girl
Get her a pretty box
You better fill it
And I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking into the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes
And she just looks at me
And smiles
Smiles
Smiles
Oh, there we go again
And it feels so good
We're fallin' up and down
Damn, it's 2 AM again
And she kisses me goodbye
For the sixteenth time
And I'm driving home, it's 5 AM
And I look at the sun come up over the hills
And the clouds are turning pink and green
And all I can see is her eyes
Eyes
Eyes
I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking into the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes
She just looks at me
And smiles
Smiles
Smiles
No Promises
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
Hope I meet you on a good day
When I'm feeling all myself
Don't be startled if I runaway
Especially if you smile and really ring my bell
Hope you take it in a good way
When I show myself to you
I wouldn't worry about it anyway
I have soft skin and scars are nothing new
Please, no promises, don't wanna hear the words
Nothing you can say that I haven't already heard
Please, no promises, let's just pass the time and
Come and sit with me and give me your eyes
We can find ourselves a private room
And let our hands run free
You can tickle underneath my arm
All the way down to behind my bended knee
Please, no promises, don't wanna hear the words
Nothing you can say that I haven't already heard
Please, no promises, let's just pass the time and
Come and sit with me and give me your eyes
When we make ourselves that quiet place
And the world is just us two
I hope that you won't runaway
We can stay there
And make us something new.
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Katie
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
I'm through with pastry,
No more sticky bun cherry tarts
I want a good girl,
One who rocks but has a decent heart
Now I've been waiting
Now I'm sick of that
I think I saw you...
Katie, come out and play
I've got a present
For you today
It's got your name on it
I hope I spelled it right
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
She got tattoos,
Runnin down underneath her shirt
She wears long sleeves
So you can't guess what's on her
But the coolest one
She can't hide
Yeah the coolest one
Says Dad
Katie come out and play
I've got a secret for you today
I think you're pretty
I wanted you to know
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
This is pointless
'Cause she's already got a guy
And I would never
Hit on her and make her life a lie
But I don't care
I'll find another one
No I don't care
(spoken) Maybe she's got a best friend man I don't know
Katie come out and play
I've got a secret for you today
I think I love you
Though I don't know you well
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
oh oh oh
oh oh yeah yeah yeah
(spoken) I don't think that girl has a boyfriend at all.
Bad
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
We met, we smiled
I put my arm around you
The camera flashed and it was over
My face was flush
You turn and walked away
But in my pocket was your number
And I'm thinking
Who's that girl who smiles
And hides at the same time
I really think she's got issues
The way she looks at me
I can tell what a kiss brings
And if I taste her pain
Is that a crime?
That night we're upstairs in my room
I'm trying to ply you
With champagne and caviar
But you just wrinkle up your face
Won't get off second base
I'm trippin' on how strong you are
Oh my toes start dancing when you kiss me
You pull me down and I like it
Hey my head explodes
And I know something's hit me
You make me want to be BAD... YEAH
I am a monkey behind glass
Turn on the lights, have a laugh
Get up you filthy thing and dance
And you would come across the sea
Give me kisses that would speak
Of your seven lonely oceans Yeah
Who are you to smile
and hide at the same time
I really like your issues
The way you look at me
I can tell what a kiss brings
You make me want to be BAD... YEAH YEAH
Patricia
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by Berry
She had a piano
And her hands danced lustfully on the keys
She has a pen and a paper
And she draws her favorite people and one is me
She wasn't s'posed to be cool
Now I'm her fool
But I don't care
She's given me a pass key
That has let me
Into the world of
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia, Patricia
Small breast
Firm hip
Dark eyes
Full lips
Small hands
Long arms
Touch me, I'm gone
Now please
Makes your own cage
Now she wants out
Now she breaks out
Now I
Sit here and I sigh
'Cause the girl has gone back home to Germany
I can't
Break through
And get to
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia
Long Time
By James Marsters
Lyric provided by PetiteMiel
I remember
What you told me
Last time I said I wanted you
A crooked smile played
Across your lips and you said
Damn all you men are just the same
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you haven’t changed
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
In the years we spent together
I fell in love with your honesty
You never told me that your sweet words
Were never meant to apply to me
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you haven’t changed
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
LaLaLaLaLaLa
LaLaLaLaLaLa
LaLaLaLaLaLa La
LaLaLa
LaLaa
You’re so perfect put together
Liz your beauty is faultless
But what I thought was done for my eye
Was really building a fortress
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you're just the same
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
It’s been a long time
It’s been a long time
Yeah
For what I need
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by Shopgirl
I’m goin’ swimming now
Get up your stream baby
Gonna get wet yeah
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
Yeah I’m goin’ climbin’ now
I’m gonna get high
Up your peaks baby
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
I don’t care what you put in my way
I’m not givin’ up
Not ever since I met you
Now I’m like a heat seeking missile baby
For what I need
And What I need is you baby
Well I’m goin’ walkin’ now
The only problem
Upper lay on that road
I said the only problem is
Get home to you baby
If I don’t get to you I think I might go insane
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
Yeah
I don’t care what kind of hole is in the ground
I don’t care what kind of ocean is in between you and me
Oh baby I ain’t gonna go half way
I’m gettin’ to you Watch out
Watch out!
Patricia
Small corrections to the lyrics
At the Cavern, James sang
"She has a piano
and her hands dance lustily on the keys
she has a pen and a paper
and she draws her favourite people
and one is me
She wasn't 'sposed to be cool
now i'm her fool and i don't care
She's given me a passkey
that has let me
into the world of Patricia,
Patricia, Patricia
Small breast, curved hip,
dark eye, full lip
small hand, long arm
touch me, i'm gone
Now she makes her own cage
now she wants out
now she breaks free
now i
sit here and i sigh
'cause the girl has gone back home to Germany
i can't break through
and get through to Patricia
Patricia, Patrica
Patrica, Patricia"
OK since I was bored I went ahead and typed up the rest of the songs off the CD. Also these are the lyrics as I heard them when I played the CD but there are a couple of words on Civilized man that are hard to hear so they may not be correct but I'm pretty sure they're fairly accurate.
There is some talk that SH may add the lyrics to James' site so hopefully that will happen and we can have completly accurate versions to go by soon.
Poor Robyn
By James Marsters
Lyrics Provided by PetiteMiel
It’s over now
I think I get
Though it’s been years
Since I saw your face
But now I don’t want to hear from you
And I don’t want to hear about anyone
Or anything named Robyn for a while
Goodbye to sea
Where you live
Goodbye to water
Keep my toes dry for a while
Nobody heard what you had to say
Cause kisses whisper stay away
Don’t make me feel
Like that again
Oh poor Robyn
Don’t be scared
Let me hold you
Let me take you there
I want you so
I want you
I want you so
What
Every man thinks God is on his side
Lyrics By Andrew Rosenthal
Sung By James Marsters
Lyrics provided By PetiteMiel
Every morning
Under the big yellow sun
A boy named Pedro
He’s the lucky one
He can’t read or write
Never been to school
Pedro picks coffee in Brazil
But he’s no fool
You remember Billy Jack
How about Brother Sam
He jumped from a window last night
Somewhere in Amsterdam
The fool done broke his neck
Broke his lovers heart
She cried and shook her head
Now they're worlds apart
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you Yeah Yeah
Lately I been feeling strange
Yeah maybe a little afraid
Maybe cause we live and die
In a world we never made
Some times it’s so damn hard
To believe in what is true
But if you be there for me
We’ll be there for you
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you
Yes it is
Civilized Man
By James Marsters
Lyrics Provided By PetiteMiel
Tear at walls just to get to you
You can hit me
Don’t mind black and blue
You set me up
Not gonna fall
Runaway
Went to sleep a long time ago
Several years since I hurt anybody
Don’t wake me up
Let me sleep
It won’t do you no good
(spoken)Just keep to myself
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(spoken)Nobody want a part of this
It’s hard to be a civilized man
Times I want to be just what I am
Woah catch yourself
Want to wind up in jail
Better smile and watch football
Civilized man
I ain’t no civilized man
Civilized man
Wasn’t born to be a civilized man
(spoken) That’s it
(spoken) I aint got no more to say
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by PetiteMiel
You didn't even care
What they said about you.
And you ran away from there,
Made a home.
And you filled it
With a candle
On a cinder block
And a mattress on the floor.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
You find a man.
He's swears he'll protect you
From the dark.
And you love him,
And you try a little harder,
And it feels good,
And you don't give a damn.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
I've got a job at the hotel,
And my car runs good.
And Bill is moving out,
I got my place.
And I got me a plan
How to make a little money
And I'll take you along
If you'll just look at me.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
This town baby,
This town baby
Is gonna be ours.
Oh, oh, oh.
Smile
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
In, I'm falling in
I didn't want to
Not so fast, boy
Slow,
Don't wanna hurt the girl
Get her a pretty box
You better fill it
And I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking into the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes
And she just looks at me
And smiles
Smiles
Smiles
Oh, there we go again
And it feels so good
We're fallin' up and down
Damn, it's 2 AM again
And she kisses me goodbye
For the sixteenth time
And I'm driving home, it's 5 AM
And I look at the sun come up over the hills
And the clouds are turning pink and green
And all I can see is her eyes
Eyes
Eyes
I get blinded when she opens the door
It's like looking into the sun, you know
And I'm just blinkin', mumblin', starin' at my shoes
She just looks at me
And smiles
Smiles
Smiles
No Promises
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
Hope I meet you on a good day
When I'm feeling all myself
Don't be startled if I runaway
Especially if you smile and really ring my bell
Hope you take it in a good way
When I show myself to you
I wouldn't worry about it anyway
I have soft skin and scars are nothing new
Please, no promises, don't wanna hear the words
Nothing you can say that I haven't already heard
Please, no promises, let's just pass the time and
Come and sit with me and give me your eyes
We can find ourselves a private room
And let our hands run free
You can tickle underneath my arm
All the way down to behind my bended knee
Please, no promises, don't wanna hear the words
Nothing you can say that I haven't already heard
Please, no promises, let's just pass the time and
Come and sit with me and give me your eyes
When we make ourselves that quiet place
And the world is just us two
I hope that you won't runaway
We can stay there
And make us something new.
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Katie
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
I'm through with pastry,
No more sticky bun cherry tarts
I want a good girl,
One who rocks but has a decent heart
Now I've been waiting
Now I'm sick of that
I think I saw you...
Katie, come out and play
I've got a present
For you today
It's got your name on it
I hope I spelled it right
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
She got tattoos,
Runnin down underneath her shirt
She wears long sleeves
So you can't guess what's on her
But the coolest one
She can't hide
Yeah the coolest one
Says Dad
Katie come out and play
I've got a secret for you today
I think you're pretty
I wanted you to know
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
This is pointless
'Cause she's already got a guy
And I would never
Hit on her and make her life a lie
But I don't care
I'll find another one
No I don't care
(spoken) Maybe she's got a best friend man I don't know
Katie come out and play
I've got a secret for you today
I think I love you
Though I don't know you well
Oh oh yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
oh oh oh
oh oh yeah yeah yeah
(spoken) I don't think that girl has a boyfriend at all.
Bad
By James Marsters
Lyrics copied from james marsters-justmagic.com
We met, we smiled
I put my arm around you
The camera flashed and it was over
My face was flush
You turn and walked away
But in my pocket was your number
And I'm thinking
Who's that girl who smiles
And hides at the same time
I really think she's got issues
The way she looks at me
I can tell what a kiss brings
And if I taste her pain
Is that a crime?
That night we're upstairs in my room
I'm trying to ply you
With champagne and caviar
But you just wrinkle up your face
Won't get off second base
I'm trippin' on how strong you are
Oh my toes start dancing when you kiss me
You pull me down and I like it
Hey my head explodes
And I know something's hit me
You make me want to be BAD... YEAH
I am a monkey behind glass
Turn on the lights, have a laugh
Get up you filthy thing and dance
And you would come across the sea
Give me kisses that would speak
Of your seven lonely oceans Yeah
Who are you to smile
and hide at the same time
I really like your issues
The way you look at me
I can tell what a kiss brings
You make me want to be BAD... YEAH YEAH
Patricia
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by Berry
She had a piano
And her hands danced lustfully on the keys
She has a pen and a paper
And she draws her favorite people and one is me
She wasn't s'posed to be cool
Now I'm her fool
But I don't care
She's given me a pass key
That has let me
Into the world of
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia, Patricia
Small breast
Firm hip
Dark eyes
Full lips
Small hands
Long arms
Touch me, I'm gone
Now please
Makes your own cage
Now she wants out
Now she breaks out
Now I
Sit here and I sigh
'Cause the girl has gone back home to Germany
I can't
Break through
And get to
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia, Patricia
Patricia
Long Time
By James Marsters
Lyric provided by PetiteMiel
I remember
What you told me
Last time I said I wanted you
A crooked smile played
Across your lips and you said
Damn all you men are just the same
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you haven’t changed
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
In the years we spent together
I fell in love with your honesty
You never told me that your sweet words
Were never meant to apply to me
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you haven’t changed
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
LaLaLaLaLaLa
LaLaLaLaLaLa
LaLaLaLaLaLa La
LaLaLa
LaLaa
You’re so perfect put together
Liz your beauty is faultless
But what I thought was done for my eye
Was really building a fortress
It’s been a long time that’s granted
But I bet you're just the same
It’s been a long time since I was Ok
Ok yeah
It’s been a long time
It’s been a long time
Yeah
For what I need
By James Marsters
Lyrics provided by Shopgirl
I’m goin’ swimming now
Get up your stream baby
Gonna get wet yeah
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
Yeah I’m goin’ climbin’ now
I’m gonna get high
Up your peaks baby
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
I don’t care what you put in my way
I’m not givin’ up
Not ever since I met you
Now I’m like a heat seeking missile baby
For what I need
And What I need is you baby
Well I’m goin’ walkin’ now
The only problem
Upper lay on that road
I said the only problem is
Get home to you baby
If I don’t get to you I think I might go insane
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
For what I need
And what I need is you baby
Yeah
I don’t care what kind of hole is in the ground
I don’t care what kind of ocean is in between you and me
Oh baby I ain’t gonna go half way
I’m gettin’ to you Watch out
Watch out!
Patricia
Small corrections to the lyrics
At the Cavern, James sang
"She has a piano
and her hands dance lustily on the keys
she has a pen and a paper
and she draws her favourite people
and one is me
She wasn't 'sposed to be cool
now i'm her fool and i don't care
She's given me a passkey
that has let me
into the world of Patricia,
Patricia, Patricia
Small breast, curved hip,
dark eye, full lip
small hand, long arm
touch me, i'm gone
Now she makes her own cage
now she wants out
now she breaks free
now i
sit here and i sigh
'cause the girl has gone back home to Germany
i can't break through
and get through to Patricia
Patricia, Patrica
Patrica, Patricia"
OK since I was bored I went ahead and typed up the rest of the songs off the CD. Also these are the lyrics as I heard them when I played the CD but there are a couple of words on Civilized man that are hard to hear so they may not be correct but I'm pretty sure they're fairly accurate.
There is some talk that SH may add the lyrics to James' site so hopefully that will happen and we can have completly accurate versions to go by soon.
Poor Robyn
By James Marsters
Lyrics Provided by PetiteMiel
It’s over now
I think I get
Though it’s been years
Since I saw your face
But now I don’t want to hear from you
And I don’t want to hear about anyone
Or anything named Robyn for a while
Goodbye to sea
Where you live
Goodbye to water
Keep my toes dry for a while
Nobody heard what you had to say
Cause kisses whisper stay away
Don’t make me feel
Like that again
Oh poor Robyn
Don’t be scared
Let me hold you
Let me take you there
I want you so
I want you
I want you so
What
Every man thinks God is on his side
Lyrics By Andrew Rosenthal
Sung By James Marsters
Lyrics provided By PetiteMiel
Every morning
Under the big yellow sun
A boy named Pedro
He’s the lucky one
He can’t read or write
Never been to school
Pedro picks coffee in Brazil
But he’s no fool
You remember Billy Jack
How about Brother Sam
He jumped from a window last night
Somewhere in Amsterdam
The fool done broke his neck
Broke his lovers heart
She cried and shook her head
Now they're worlds apart
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you Yeah Yeah
Lately I been feeling strange
Yeah maybe a little afraid
Maybe cause we live and die
In a world we never made
Some times it’s so damn hard
To believe in what is true
But if you be there for me
We’ll be there for you
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that true
Aint that true
And every man
Thinks God is on his side
Aint that you
Aint that you
Yes it is
Civilized Man
By James Marsters
Lyrics Provided By PetiteMiel
Tear at walls just to get to you
You can hit me
Don’t mind black and blue
You set me up
Not gonna fall
Runaway
Went to sleep a long time ago
Several years since I hurt anybody
Don’t wake me up
Let me sleep
It won’t do you no good
(spoken)Just keep to myself
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(spoken)Nobody want a part of this
It’s hard to be a civilized man
Times I want to be just what I am
Woah catch yourself
Want to wind up in jail
Better smile and watch football
Civilized man
I ain’t no civilized man
Civilized man
Wasn’t born to be a civilized man
(spoken) That’s it
(spoken) I aint got no more to say

