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EARS & HANDS (Preston Nash) |
8.
FAR AWAY (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
2. TRYIN'
(Emily Sharbani, Tomas Dickes) |
9. WAITING (Emily
Sharbani, Matthew Denise, Preston Nash) |
3.
EXPERIENCE LIFE (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
10.
NEAT LITTLE PACKAGES (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
4.
THE LITTLE CHILDREN (Emily Sharbani, Matthew Denise, Preston
Nash) |
11.
LET'S MAKE LOVE FUN (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
5.
LOAD OF CASH (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
12. DAMNED
IF I DO (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
6.
AIN'T NOTHING FINER (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels*) |
13. CRY (Emily
Sharbani, Tomas Dickes) |
7.
ON MY OWN (Emily Sharbani, Jarrett Michaels) |
14. (BONUS OF 2 REMIXES!)
On My Own
(mixed by Jarrett Michaels)
Neat Little
Packages (mixed by Jarrett Michaels)
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*
11/2/05 - 2
LAW SUITS by myself and Seema Jadhav
against former producer JARRETT MICHAELS
(aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels, Ace Michaels, Jarret Michaels, Freedom
Music, Freedom Multi Music) for multiple
services paid for and never delivered - BOTH
WON in full !!! - You can't B.S. us Mr.
Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels, Ace Michaels, Jarret Michaels,
Freedom Music, Freedom Multi Music)!!!! - KARMA delivers, those in
the right will always triumph in the end!!!! - My
advice, do not start any project with this man! (Please contact me
for further information.) |
PURCHASE CD!!!
LYRICS & CREDITS
EARS & HANDS
© 2004 NASH MUSIC
by Preston Nash
It's been a blue day
Long lousy Tuesday
Let's go to bed
As I dance with sleep
All these dreams start creepin
in my head
I'm sailin the stars flyin down to bizarre
And that's where I meet you
And that's where we fall in love
There we realize nobody has eyes
They see with their hearts and
They love with their ears and hands
Five in the mornin
God you're snorin
Could wake the dead
Dawn's almost upon us
Waves of unconscious
Crash on my head
I'm ridin the train, things turn pretty strange
I meet Stevie Wonder
He sings God of Thunder
There we realize nobody has eyes
They see with their hearts and
They love with their ears and hands
There wasn't a trace of hatred for race
Nobody was fightin
The world was enlightened
No cellulite thighs, no hungry cries
And God was smilin
We loved with our ears and hands
TRYIN
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing
Lyrics and music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Tomas M. Dickes
It's all or nothing, To stay alive
Pray to my maker, To survive
And if at first I don't succeed... I keep on tryin'
I've done my time, I've paid my dues
I've sacrificed, Win or lose
And if this time I don't succeed... I keep on tryin'
They strip me down and leave me cold
Where human lives are bought and sold
They say don't wear your heart on your sleeve
They only know what I let them believe
And if this time I don't succeed... I keep on tryin'... keep
on tryin'
And if this time I don't succeed... I keep on tryin'
And they take alittle piece, and they take alittle piece
And take alittle piece of me
Rhythm with a gavel, their judgements are thin
With no strength to get dirty, so sterility wins
In a cookie cutter world, of ignorant bliss
No chances are taken, they can't afford a risk
So I try to take the reins, and I try cut a deal
But it don't mean nothing if it ain't got feel
And they take alittle piece, and they take alittle piece
And take alittle piece of me
And they take alittle piece, and they take alittle piece
And take alittle piece of me....
You can scratch the surface and never see me bleed
You can give me love and not fill my need
So Lord give me strength, To save my pride
And stay the waters of this rising tide
Oh I know but I keep on tryin, keep on tryin'
Ooo well I keep on tryin, tryin, gonna keep on tryin
EXPERIENCE
LIFE
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and
never received)
Let me shock you
Let me tell the truth
Let me jump off a plane
Let me feel my youth
Let me learn for myself
Let me open your eyes
Let me breathe
Let me sing way up high
Experience life
. Take a chance
Experience life
. Let your soul dance
Experience life
. Let your spirit run wild
Experience life
. Through the eyes of a child
Experience life
. You've got nothing to lose
. You've just got to choose... to experience life
Let me listen
Let me think awhile
Let me shout
Let me smile
Let me climb the mountain
Let me shoot for the moon
Let me kiss the frog
Let me act like a loon
Let me dance in the streets
Let me pray
Let me run through the fields
Let me runaway
Experience life
. Take a chance
Experience life
. Let your soul dance
Experience life
. Let your spirit run wild
Experience life
. Through the eyes of a child
Experience life
. You've got nothing to lose
. You've just got to choose... to experience life
Cause everything gives life
And life is what we need, need, need
Experience life
Feed off the energy
Cause life can take you
Anywhere you want to go
So let go, you gotta let go
. And Experience Life!
Let me run the rapids
Let my adrenaline race
Let me sail the oceans
Feel the wind in my face
Let me beat the odds
Let me touch the sky
Let me follow my dreams
Just let me try
Experience life
. Take a chance
Experience life
. Let your soul dance
Experience life
. Let your spirit run wild
Experience life
. Through the eyes of a child
Experience life
. You've got nothing to lose
. You've just got to choose... to experience life
THE LITTLE CHILDREN
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing
Lyrics and music by Emily Y. Sharbani, Matthew B. Denise and Preston Nash
Dont you fear, for the little children
Dont you see, their innocence carries them through
For all will hear, the Word thats laid before us
From humbled hearts, treasure grew
We see the love, in the childrens eyes
The beauty of, their precious lives
Innocent victims, to a changing world
Harsh realities are sadly learned
Eyes not seen,
no ear has heard
The things He has prepared
Theres a hope, you cant
see
Faith will guide you there
Heaven is like... all the little
children
Tender Mercies, for fragile minds
Bitter words are so unkind
Dont let their confidence be betrayed
No little angel should be afraid
Eyes not seen, no ear has heard
The things He has prepared
Theres a hope, you cant see
Faith will guide you there
Heaven is like... the little children
So dont you fear, for the little children
Dont you see, their innocence carries them through
For all will hear, the Word thats laid before us
Open your heart, it can happen for you
Eyes not seen, no ear has heard
The things He has prepared
Theres a hope, you cant see
Faith will guide you there
Heaven is like... the little children
All the little children
All the little children
LOAD OF CASH
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and never
received)
I wouldn't worry 'bout my job
Or my credit bills
I wouldn't lie awake stressing
Popping little sleeping pills
I'd provide for all my family
Then a stranger or two
Bet that would make them happy
See what lots of money can do
And if my lover left me
For somebody else
I'd rather cry in Tahiti
Than at work all by myself
I wouldn't worry 'bout my music
To please the record man
I'd buy up my own company
And be my biggest fan
So don't tell me money can't make me happy
I'd have no worries with a load of cash
Don't tell me money can't buy me happiness
I wouldn't worry 'bout my taxes
Or the National Debt
I'd toss them all a bunch of cash
And hold their safety net
I'd feed all the homeless
Fund cancer research too
Protect the world environment
Just to name a few
I'd have time to smell the flowers
And time to make new friends
Time to see the old ones
Yes, time would be my friend
Don't say can't buy me love
Cause I'd be more content and sweet
With a load of cash in my pocket
Think of all the guys I'd meet
CHORUS
Call me a cynic, call me jaded
Say my love for simple things has long since faded
But sleep would be simple and my worries wouldn't last
Cause I'd sleep much better with a load of cash
I wouldn't worry 'bout my music
To please the record man
I'd buy up my own company
And be my biggest fan
Don't need no silver platter
Don't need no lottery
I just want my break
So Show me the Money!
CHORUS
AIN'T NOTHING FINER (THAN MY
MAN)
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and
never received)
I wrote a song one day, wishing for someone
To come into my world, and fill my life with fun
And when I least expected, I opened up my eyes
You were sitting right beside me, I felt revitalized
How can he make me smile like this, he's just a man
How can he make me feel like this, he's just a man
I know I'll never tire of his kiss, he's just a man
He's just a man
There ain't nothin finer, than waking up with you
There ain't nothin finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than the crazy things we do
There ain't nothing finer than my man
I could finally be myself, no more playing games
I knew from now on my life would never be the same
You always come through, my worries never last
I know when things get rough, you'll always make me laugh
How can he make me smile like this, he's just a man
How can he make me feel like this, he's just a man
I know I'll never tire of his kiss, he's just a man
He's just a man
There ain't nothin finer, than making love to you
There ain't nothin finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than the sweetest things you do
There ain't nothing finer than my man
You showed me everything I never knew I really wanted
You gave me what was important to me
And if , God forbid, life should ever part us
I'd search the rest of my life for someone like my man
There ain't nothin finer, than waking up with you
There ain't nothin finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than the crazy things we do
There ain't nothing finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than making love to you
There ain't nothin finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than the sweetest things you do
There ain't nothing finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than the time I spend with you
There ain't nothin finer than my man
There ain't nothin finer, than making love to you
There ain't nothing finer than my man
ON MY OWN
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and never
received)
I don't need no man, to make me feel whole
No I don't need no man, to fill my very soul
And I don't need no man, to tell me that I'm great
No I don't need no man, to compensate
Now I'm not sayin', that it ain't nice
To have a man to hold and
To call my very own
To fill my body with unbridled heat
But that ain't what I need to make my life complete
On my own, I'll take control
With the strength of angels, I'm never ever alone
On my own, that's the way it should be
Cause mom always told me, the only one I can depend on is me
I don't need no man, to make me smile
No I don't need no man, to play with me awhile
And I don't need no man, to keep me safe from harm
I don't need no man, to tease me with his charm
Now I'm not sayin', that it ain't nice
To have a man to hold and
To call my very own
To fill my body with unbridled heat
But that ain't what I need to make my life complete
On my own, I'll take control
With the strength of angels, I'm never ever alone
On my own, I will thrive
Like a phoenix from the fire, I will rise
For seduction, a companion, to take action, for real fun
In my opinion that's the way to get it done
No I don't want to be alone, but I won't shrivel up and die
Without a man beside me, I'll still get by
On my own, I'll take control
With the strength of angels, I'm never ever alone
On my own, that's the way it should be
Cause mom always told me, the only one I can depend on is me
On my own, I'll take control
With the strength of angels, I'm never ever alone
On my own, I will thrive
Like a phoenix from the fire, I will rise
FAR AWAY
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and
never received)
You started this fire that resides inside my body
That singes and scars, I have enough scars already
I didn't want it, I wanted the peace of solitude
Not the longing and the wanting and the waiting for
And now I pray for my tears to quench my thirst
And douse these flames that only make me feel…
Far away, from the love that I once knew
That made me whole, that made me shine
Far away, and all that I can do
Is remember the fairy tale of a man who would be mine
Fulfillment and love didn't last too long
Just time enough to watch my house of security burn
Cause the wood was dry and your attention lost, and the fire rages on
You leave your taste in my mouth and I hunger for more
So now I pray for my tears to quench my thirst
And douse these flames that only make me feel…
Far away, from the love that I once knew
That made me whole, that made me shine
Far away, and all that I can do
Is remember the fairy tale of a man who would be mine
Memories ignite images and the visions take their toll
The peace of prose and rhythm can't even make me whole
So I stand at your mercy, my strength turn to ash
For the hope of a love I thought would always last
Far away, from the love that I once knew
That made me whole, that made me shine
Far away, and all that I can do
Is remember the fairy tale of a man who would be mine
WAITING
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing
Lyrics and music by Emily Y. Sharbani, Matthew B. Denise and Preston Nash
I've been around for so many tears
I've seen some smiles I've seen some years go by
Wound up so tight I got so much to say
While they stand wishing their lives away
Waiting
rising sign of an attitude
You trade your flowers for your apologies
For the thorns of a life of luxury
With no knowledge of forgotten truths
To field the mines that berated at you
I don't know what your gonna do
Waiting rising sign of an attitude
Praying for the time of beatitudes
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting,
For beatitudes
I've been awaiting, Oh
Walls of illusion deceiving their own kind
The sons of man seek to fatten their own tribe
Just a babe in the jaws of this cruel world
Burning like a cinder to your own grave
Waiting rising sign of an attitude
Praying for the time of beatitudes
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For beatitudes
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For beatitudes
NEAT LITTLE PACKAGES
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels)
for services paid for and never received)
He's the one who's known as the bad boy
She's the one who they call a snob
That one's an airhead, that one's a stoner
That one's a homely, that one's a slob
Neat little packages, So easy to understand
Neat little packages, So easy to comprehend
Take you no time to get to know everyone, cause
We're all tied up in, Neat little packages
You're born, you're labeled, you die (4x)
He's the one who's known as a player
She's the one who thinks she's so cool
That one's a whore and that one's a loser
And that one's known as the brain of the school
PRECHORUS
CHORUS
They can convince you, that's all that you'll be
They'll pigeon hole you, into what they can see
You're brainwashed, you're trapped, forced in a mold
Bought and sold, do what you're told
He's the one who's known as a criminal
She's the one who's a basket case
That ones a gold digger, that one's a freak
That one's a bitch and he's a disgrace
PRECHORUS
CHORUS
DAMNED IF I DO
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and
never received)
You tell me to stand up, For the things I need
Then call me a bitch, When it doesn't match your greed
You tell me to go out, And date other men
Then call me a whore, Cause you're not better than them
You're never satisfied, I never can win
You're never satisfied With who I am
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
Damned when I will, damned when I won't
So get out of me life, cause this much is true
I'll be damned if I'm gonna love you
You tell me take some chances, Don't play by simple rules
So when I go for broke, You tell me I'm a fool
You tell me to be myself, That's always been my plan
Then call me insecure, Who the hell do you think I am
You're never satisfied, I never can win
You're never satisfied With who I am
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
Damned when I will, damned when I won't
So get out of me life, cause this much is true
I'll be damned if I'm gonna you
So many years were wasted on the puppet master's game
I watched you while you pulled my strings, while I took all the blame
I walked around with blinders placed by insecurity
Seven long years passed, now I finally cut myself free
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
Damned when I will, damned when I won't
So get out of me life, cause this much is true
I'll be damned if I'm gonna you
LET'S MAKE
LOVE FUN
© 2004 Vital Records & Publishing/Jarrett Michaels Music
Lyrics and Music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Jarrett Michaels (11/2/05 - Law Suit won against Mr. Michaels (aka: Jay Michaels, J. Michaels) for services paid for and never received)
I'll be your lover, I'll be your friend
I'll satisfy you till the very end
I'll be your teacher, I can be your protégé
We can learn from each other We can have it either way
There's no reason, our love won't last
Tell me what you want, all you have to do is ask
Let's keep love interesting
Don't tell no one
Let's keep it our secret
And let's make love fun
I'll be your lady, I'll be your tramp
You know I like those kinky things, just what do you have planned
You can take me to the opera, or downtown to the vault
Don't matter silk or leather, with me you have it all
There's no reason, our love won't last
Tell me what you want, all you have to do is ask
Let's keep love interesting
Don't tell no one
Let's keep it our secret
And let's make love fun
You give me the freedom, and you fill my every need
I tell you what I long for and you give your best to me
You make me so happy, it doesn't matter what we do
Cause all these things are a part of me, I want to share with you
I'll dance thru streets till sunrise, or sip cognac by the shore
I can be an untamed spirit, I can be quite demure
You can lavish me with diamonds, or give me beach worn stones
As long as we're having fun, we'll never be alone
There's no reason, for romance to fade
There's never been a doubt, this love was custom made
Let's keep love interesting
Don't tell no one
Let's keep it our secret
And let's make love fun
CRY
© 2004 Vital Records
& Publishing/EYS Music
Lyrics and music by Emily Y. Sharbani and Tomas M. Dickes
Everybodys living
And they cry the same old game
Lost all inspiration
And they feel the same pain
Stained rose colored glasses
Bring your eyes to tears
Strange turn of colors
In the light of your fears
And I Cry, for the
spirit of your souls
Cry, for the spirit of your
souls
Tin soldiers turn and fall in line
Forget the dream within their mind
Jaded hearts cloud childhood truths
Forget the colors of their youth
Past the bridge of chances
On a straight and narrow line
Sold into blinders
Lost sight of their mind
Lost the desire that ran through their veins
Oh the pain
And I'll Cry, for
the spirit of their souls
And I'll Cry, for the spirit
of their souls
Take off your masks its not too late
Dont yield to the masses fate
Dont let age conceal the dawn
You had a vision, what went wrong.... oh
Take off your masks its not too late
Dont yield to the masses fate
Dont let age conceal the dawn
You had a vision, what went wrong
A stitch in rhyme the tables turn
Turn back before the bridge is burned
Everybodys living
And they cry the same old game
Lost all inspiration
And they feel the same pain
Past the bridge of chances
On a straight and narrow line
Sold into blinders
Lost sight of their mind
And I'll Cry, for the spirit of their souls
And I'll Cry, for the spirit
of their souls
Cry, for the spirit of their souls
And I'll Cry, for the spirit
of your souls
Cry, for the spirit of their souls
And I'll Cry, for the spirit
of your souls
Cry, for the spirit of their souls
And I'll Cry, for the spirit
of your souls
Cry
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