<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:10:25.957-08:00</updated><category term='MJJ Productions'/><category term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Brandi Jackson Productions</title><subtitle type='html'>Unedited Song lyrics for Films and Media Transactions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-4645078626152513049</id><published>2009-11-29T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:41:37.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ</title><content type='html'>http://i30.tinypic.com/20iwbr6.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-4645078626152513049?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4645078626152513049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4645078626152513049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2009/11/mj.html' title='MJ'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-7342158564985621372</id><published>2009-11-23T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:02:15.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C21Media:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.c21media.net/news/detail.asp?area=74&amp;amp;article=53103"&gt;C21Media:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-7342158564985621372?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.c21media.net/news/detail.asp?area=74&amp;article=53103' title='C21Media:'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/7342158564985621372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/7342158564985621372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2009/11/c21media.html' title='C21Media:'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-5097609613702104878</id><published>2009-07-31T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T05:28:19.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MJJ Productions'/><title type='text'>I don't have a phone lyrics</title><content type='html'>I don't have a phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a phone, no landline, no mobile, no microphones&lt;br /&gt;no communication line, but I do have a soul. I don't&lt;br /&gt;have buttonholes, I don't eat casseroles, but I do have the&lt;br /&gt;control. I need a phone, but I don't have a phone. All my lines,&lt;br /&gt;are in crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, because I'm real tired&lt;br /&gt;of hearing about phones, altogether. I don't feel cold&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bold, I don't break my&lt;br /&gt;mould, but I do love gold. I love my life, in real gold, piety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;I love the good things&lt;br /&gt;of life, the known things in life, I like to cling&lt;br /&gt;to famous things like that, so, I'll just get my stretch black, hot jeans, on fresh white top&lt;br /&gt;and live the life, without kink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a phone, but I'll love to blow my hair out, get to&lt;br /&gt;smoke, have a little laugh, groan a little, hear a joke or two&lt;br /&gt;and just have a big large steak, after many months of tiring&lt;br /&gt;organics, which I do love, don't get me wrong and who knows, a &lt;br /&gt;big new change, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECHO:&lt;br /&gt;It might just wake me up, to getting that phone, afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-5097609613702104878?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNdknEU-cfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/zmZabHmZEFA/s1600-h/16-09-08_1729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248774513062998514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNdknEU-cfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/zmZabHmZEFA/s200/16-09-08_1729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNdknushABI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ArSP0jatoM0/s1600-h/21-09-08_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248774524436021266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNdknushABI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ArSP0jatoM0/s200/21-09-08_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-5346546303056399118?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-5659274014299812505</id><published>2008-08-16T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T08:40:38.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Behind you</title><content type='html'>Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;I know you are in pain&lt;br /&gt;I know you grieve, but take&lt;br /&gt;a wake:&lt;br /&gt;behind you; avoid the strain;&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts are ingrained;&lt;br /&gt;awake,&lt;br /&gt;But you can become stable;&lt;br /&gt;yet, in your pain and strain;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, is left behind,&lt;br /&gt;it has now gone its way;&lt;br /&gt;unwind;&lt;br /&gt;this is today.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;From the deep bottom&lt;br /&gt;Of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I share your pain, strain, your lot;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not your fault, that you gasp,&lt;br /&gt;From your own wound clot,&lt;br /&gt;From your heart;&lt;br /&gt;For it’s love besotted,&lt;br /&gt;For another, that is disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;This day may be a drain&lt;br /&gt;Of the mind, of dismay&lt;br /&gt;A shake;&lt;br /&gt;Of dank anger like strain;&lt;br /&gt;You feel sorrow, like a quake,&lt;br /&gt;Like slake;&lt;br /&gt;This is inhumanely,&lt;br /&gt;But time heals pain, day after day&lt;br /&gt;with a spirit divining,&lt;br /&gt;The heart begins to obey,&lt;br /&gt;As it reclines.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;From the deep bottom&lt;br /&gt;Of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel your tears, so hot&lt;br /&gt;I see it depart,&lt;br /&gt;Much like larch,&lt;br /&gt;From your own wound clot,&lt;br /&gt;From your heart;&lt;br /&gt;For it’s love besotted&lt;br /&gt;For another, that is disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Your pain is not&lt;br /&gt;One that will ever depart,&lt;br /&gt;From inner spot,&lt;br /&gt;Inside of you, it’s heartening;&lt;br /&gt;But you can only take, what&lt;br /&gt;Can impart&lt;br /&gt;Solace; for a knotty life.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;From the deep bottom&lt;br /&gt;Of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I share your pain, strain, your lot;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not your fault, that you gasp,&lt;br /&gt;From your own wound clot,&lt;br /&gt;From your heart;&lt;br /&gt;For it’s love besotted,&lt;br /&gt;For another, that is disheartening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-5659274014299812505?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/5659274014299812505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/5659274014299812505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/08/behind-you.html' title='Behind you'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-6903727885821929038</id><published>2008-06-20T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:02:13.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;how come&lt;br /&gt;you have come back&lt;br /&gt;to the life&lt;br /&gt;you threw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;here you babble&lt;br /&gt;and then you dabble&lt;br /&gt;to come back&lt;br /&gt;to scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;you have returned&lt;br /&gt;to the shabby life&lt;br /&gt;you began from&lt;br /&gt;perhaps because&lt;br /&gt;it is all you ever&lt;br /&gt;thought of, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;perhaps because&lt;br /&gt;you learn best&lt;br /&gt;in the knacker&lt;br /&gt;in the shabbles&lt;br /&gt;you are today&lt;br /&gt;as bald as a coot&lt;br /&gt;so moot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 3&lt;br /&gt;you throw at me&lt;br /&gt;like one who throws&lt;br /&gt;a hard nut to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 4&lt;br /&gt;And then you lack&lt;br /&gt;alas! but there is not&lt;br /&gt;even a little nut&lt;br /&gt;for you to be thrown at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus + bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 5&lt;br /&gt;you have had&lt;br /&gt;a smack&lt;br /&gt;on the face&lt;br /&gt;with nothing&lt;br /&gt;to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 6&lt;br /&gt;Like persecution&lt;br /&gt;you have become&lt;br /&gt;you who persecuted&lt;br /&gt;have now become&lt;br /&gt;the persecuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus + bridge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-6903727885821929038?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6903727885821929038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6903727885821929038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-471410685648434049</id><published>2008-06-20T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:56:24.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Be loving</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;sweet beloved&lt;br /&gt;love above all things&lt;br /&gt;for love is your strength&lt;br /&gt;it is your pen&lt;br /&gt;so use it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;sweet splendor&lt;br /&gt;be loving&lt;br /&gt;let love take control&lt;br /&gt;recommend love&lt;br /&gt;to those who care&lt;br /&gt;seek love that is tender&lt;br /&gt;for it is always waiting&lt;br /&gt;round the bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;sweet magnificent one&lt;br /&gt;be attentive always&lt;br /&gt;be inventive for the future&lt;br /&gt;find contentment&lt;br /&gt;and be diligent&lt;br /&gt;for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;sweet happiness is you&lt;br /&gt;so glad is your soul&lt;br /&gt;so magical is your gladness&lt;br /&gt;for the hadj&lt;br /&gt;it is what makes you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus + bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;sweet extra extravaganza&lt;br /&gt;extend your happiness&lt;br /&gt;to those who care&lt;br /&gt;say, say, say&lt;br /&gt;and save the day&lt;br /&gt;say, say, say&lt;br /&gt;and seek sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;do not forsake&lt;br /&gt;the love that is tender&lt;br /&gt;ache for the love&lt;br /&gt;that is unmistakable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-471410685648434049?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/471410685648434049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/471410685648434049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-loving.html' title='Be loving'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-6104851509039176744</id><published>2008-06-20T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:49:56.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Same boy</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;same boy I was&lt;br /&gt;same boy I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm still&lt;br /&gt;the same boy&lt;br /&gt;I once was&lt;br /&gt;I use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;I'm the same&lt;br /&gt;old boy&lt;br /&gt;with same old tricks&lt;br /&gt;with same old&lt;br /&gt;get-rich-quick schemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I'm no mickey&lt;br /&gt;for a dick&lt;br /&gt;no hick in a country&lt;br /&gt;just the same old boy&lt;br /&gt;with clicks probably&lt;br /&gt;with cricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 3&lt;br /&gt;same old boy&lt;br /&gt;so mischievous&lt;br /&gt;with trust&lt;br /&gt;sonorous and just&lt;br /&gt;same old boy I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 4&lt;br /&gt;Same old boy&lt;br /&gt;with the rapturous&lt;br /&gt;yet crusty tongue&lt;br /&gt;same firm boy&lt;br /&gt;I use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-6104851509039176744?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6104851509039176744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6104851509039176744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/06/same-boy.html' title='Same boy'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-4826265509320095952</id><published>2008-05-12T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:30:30.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>A Life well spent</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;when I look back briefly&lt;br /&gt;as I head on the road&lt;br /&gt;before me&lt;br /&gt;on the life ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;I find nothing lost behind&lt;br /&gt;it was like a lifeless world&lt;br /&gt;a world of no return&lt;br /&gt;a life without period&lt;br /&gt;a time without fresh winds&lt;br /&gt;a place of no sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;a wide road ahead&lt;br /&gt;and in front of me&lt;br /&gt;it will lead me&lt;br /&gt;to a deserving path&lt;br /&gt;for having had a life&lt;br /&gt;well spent in a place&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing&lt;br /&gt;I found nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;a road ahead so nourished&lt;br /&gt;and so rich and wealthy&lt;br /&gt;so filled in hopes and excitement&lt;br /&gt;it will lead me on&lt;br /&gt;for behind me continues&lt;br /&gt;to have nothing&lt;br /&gt;a time with nothing&lt;br /&gt;a time worth nothing&lt;br /&gt;a time of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;as I move on&lt;br /&gt;I also look briefly behind me&lt;br /&gt;as I go my separate way&lt;br /&gt;with no pieces to pick&lt;br /&gt;no pieces left behind&lt;br /&gt;no love lost&lt;br /&gt;no love gained&lt;br /&gt;no life lost nor gained&lt;br /&gt;nothing to long for&lt;br /&gt;nothing worth longing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;but the road ahead&lt;br /&gt;looks so merciful&lt;br /&gt;so revealing,&lt;br /&gt;so ready to take me up and on&lt;br /&gt;so lively and so me&lt;br /&gt;convenient and sensible too&lt;br /&gt;looks like the path of oxygen&lt;br /&gt;the path to circulation&lt;br /&gt;where I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;for the first time&lt;br /&gt;a path I have been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;all my life&lt;br /&gt;all my time&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a path&lt;br /&gt;I want to take all my life&lt;br /&gt;a path I will take over&lt;br /&gt;and over again&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;I look behind me&lt;br /&gt;to hear no voices&lt;br /&gt;because I never heard any&lt;br /&gt;I have no tears to cry&lt;br /&gt;nothing to feel for&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lust for&lt;br /&gt;for nothing was gained&lt;br /&gt;nothing could be lost&lt;br /&gt;for my only pride&lt;br /&gt;is the life well spent&lt;br /&gt;all by myself&lt;br /&gt;all alone&lt;br /&gt;(the life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;(a life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;(a life well spent)(the life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;(a life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;(a life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(the life well spent)&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;(a life well spent)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-4826265509320095952?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4826265509320095952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4826265509320095952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-well-spent.html' title='A Life well spent'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-2935227096307083846</id><published>2008-05-08T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:47:36.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>If I wanted to</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could have that&lt;br /&gt;I could have this&lt;br /&gt;I could have anything&lt;br /&gt;I could dream of&lt;br /&gt;I could ever want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could have lots&lt;br /&gt;and myriads of friends&lt;br /&gt;I could have a house&lt;br /&gt;packed full of my favorite&lt;br /&gt;sea foods&lt;br /&gt;I could rule the Universe&lt;br /&gt;into every other planet&lt;br /&gt;imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH IN ECHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE A: If I wanted to...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE B: Get your dirty hands off me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE C: You heard. Get your filthy hands off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE D: Get your dirty hands off my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE E: You heard. Get your blood soaked hands off my property (off my property) 3x (my property) 8x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could make the rivers&lt;br /&gt;talk&lt;br /&gt;make the oceans fly&lt;br /&gt;cause the seas to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could point a finger&lt;br /&gt;and have all the bullions&lt;br /&gt;of gold ever.&lt;br /&gt;I could travel the globe&lt;br /&gt;and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could make mountains&lt;br /&gt;talk endlessly&lt;br /&gt;I could have the world&lt;br /&gt;at my feet&lt;br /&gt;I could travel endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;I could have the world&lt;br /&gt;at my feet&lt;br /&gt;be ahead of every game&lt;br /&gt;make mountains speak&lt;br /&gt;so endlessly&lt;br /&gt;if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I just couldn't)&lt;br /&gt;(or could I)&lt;br /&gt;(I just never would)&lt;br /&gt;(or would I)&lt;br /&gt;(could I, would I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH IN ECHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE A: If I wanted to...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE B: Get your dirty hands off me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE C: You heard. Get your filthy hands off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE D: Get your dirty hands off my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE E: You heard. Get your blood soaked hands off my property (off my property) 3x (my property) 8x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-2935227096307083846?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/2935227096307083846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/2935227096307083846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-i-wanted-to.html' title='If I wanted to'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-6485423924904998879</id><published>2008-05-08T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:36:58.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Tani</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;(tani soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tana bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani tani tani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;that is big&lt;br /&gt;and I have had&lt;br /&gt;a big day in my life&lt;br /&gt;because if its&lt;br /&gt;gigantic size&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;(tani tani tani)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;my life is big&lt;br /&gt;because of you&lt;br /&gt;it is so huge&lt;br /&gt;and I have had&lt;br /&gt;a big day in my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;life can be big&lt;br /&gt;if you get support&lt;br /&gt;if you want to be big&lt;br /&gt;I have to be big&lt;br /&gt;be highly ambitious&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani tani tani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;(tani soro siye)&lt;br /&gt;life is so huge&lt;br /&gt;full of bliss&lt;br /&gt;(tana bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;because of you&lt;br /&gt;I have made it big&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;thank you for letting me&lt;br /&gt;into your life&lt;br /&gt;then I have made it big&lt;br /&gt;(tani soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tana bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay soro)&lt;br /&gt;(tani bay)&lt;br /&gt;(tani tani tani)&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tani thank you)&lt;br /&gt;(thank you tani tani)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-6485423924904998879?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6485423924904998879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6485423924904998879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/tani.html' title='Tani'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-3678688463744613900</id><published>2008-05-07T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:59:58.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Where the belt fits</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;I guess the belt&lt;br /&gt;may find someone&lt;br /&gt;to fit well with&lt;br /&gt;(after so long)&lt;br /&gt;after so many years&lt;br /&gt;it finally finds a wearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;there's no better way&lt;br /&gt;to say this&lt;br /&gt;but this belt has&lt;br /&gt;finally found&lt;br /&gt;the best fit&lt;br /&gt;the best person&lt;br /&gt;for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;in time you find&lt;br /&gt;just what fits in for you&lt;br /&gt;somehow you came&lt;br /&gt;and then the belt found you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that&lt;br /&gt;when you seek&lt;br /&gt;then you find&lt;br /&gt;(even so long a time)&lt;br /&gt;you find something&lt;br /&gt;that you finally can call&lt;br /&gt;yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;A belt that fits&lt;br /&gt;is crunchy in itself&lt;br /&gt;it finds its place&lt;br /&gt;and stays right there&lt;br /&gt;for it fits no where else&lt;br /&gt;even if it wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;a belt that is crunchy&lt;br /&gt;a belt that fits&lt;br /&gt;can also find you&lt;br /&gt;find its place&lt;br /&gt;stay in its place&lt;br /&gt;for it fits no where else&lt;br /&gt;has no where else to fit into.&lt;br /&gt;(no where else) 6x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-3678688463744613900?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3678688463744613900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3678688463744613900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-belt-fits.html' title='Where the belt fits'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-3734808826947482024</id><published>2008-05-07T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:54:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>It might be</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;why I am here&lt;br /&gt;what I am&lt;br /&gt;doing right here&lt;br /&gt;(what are you here for)&lt;br /&gt;what brings you here&lt;br /&gt;who knows you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know&lt;br /&gt;why you are here&lt;br /&gt;what you do here&lt;br /&gt;it might be that&lt;br /&gt;you have no luck&lt;br /&gt;to be anywhere at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;even the tiniest&lt;br /&gt;of ants have a vague idea&lt;br /&gt;what they are doing here&lt;br /&gt;why they seek&lt;br /&gt;what they want to build&lt;br /&gt;to find shelter and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;i know what I'm here for&lt;br /&gt;most people can tell&lt;br /&gt;why they are here&lt;br /&gt;what they are in a place for&lt;br /&gt;(what brings you here)&lt;br /&gt;what way will you take next&lt;br /&gt;is there any way left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;most people can tell&lt;br /&gt;who they are&lt;br /&gt;what they seek in life&lt;br /&gt;why they stand&lt;br /&gt;where they are&lt;br /&gt;what they want out of life&lt;br /&gt;what is yours&lt;br /&gt;(what indeed is yours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;why I can open doors&lt;br /&gt;why I close doors&lt;br /&gt;why I laugh&lt;br /&gt;why I don't&lt;br /&gt;why I'm in a place&lt;br /&gt;what are your reasons&lt;br /&gt;for where you are&lt;br /&gt;is it where you wish to be&lt;br /&gt;or a substituted crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can tell you)&lt;br /&gt;(why I can open doors)&lt;br /&gt;(why I close doors)&lt;br /&gt;what are your reasons&lt;br /&gt;(your reasons) 3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can tell you)&lt;br /&gt;(why I can open doors)&lt;br /&gt;(why I close doors)&lt;br /&gt;what are your reasons&lt;br /&gt;(your reasons) 3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can tell you)&lt;br /&gt;(why I can open doors)&lt;br /&gt;(why I close doors)&lt;br /&gt;what are your reasons&lt;br /&gt;(your reasons) 3x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-3734808826947482024?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3734808826947482024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3734808826947482024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-might-be.html' title='It might be'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-3131806825965297290</id><published>2008-05-07T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:46:12.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Reflects</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;you must be looking&lt;br /&gt;for something&lt;br /&gt;(maybe your best friend)&lt;br /&gt;(can explain that)&lt;br /&gt;you look desperate&lt;br /&gt;you look pissed off&lt;br /&gt;you are looking&lt;br /&gt;for something, aren't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;you look like&lt;br /&gt;you are desperate&lt;br /&gt;to split something&lt;br /&gt;it reflects and it shows&lt;br /&gt;maybe your best friend&lt;br /&gt;can explain to you&lt;br /&gt;what you seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;since there's no love here&lt;br /&gt;no fun fare&lt;br /&gt;no fan fare&lt;br /&gt;no white floors&lt;br /&gt;no confetti&lt;br /&gt;no virgin blooms&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can explain&lt;br /&gt;what your desperation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;you look like you are&lt;br /&gt;going crazy&lt;br /&gt;(could your best friend)&lt;br /&gt;(explain it to us all)&lt;br /&gt;you look so needy&lt;br /&gt;so, so desperate&lt;br /&gt;its like you've just&lt;br /&gt;been told that you have&lt;br /&gt;died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;you look desperate&lt;br /&gt;like you have just&lt;br /&gt;been told of your death&lt;br /&gt;you must be looking&lt;br /&gt;for something&lt;br /&gt;there can't possibly be&lt;br /&gt;another explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;the splits in you&lt;br /&gt;reflects so much&lt;br /&gt;its so loud&lt;br /&gt;its causing a cringe&lt;br /&gt;causing a chill&lt;br /&gt;for there can't possibly be&lt;br /&gt;another explanation&lt;br /&gt;(none at all) 3 x&lt;br /&gt;(at all) 5x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-3131806825965297290?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3131806825965297290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/3131806825965297290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/reflects.html' title='Reflects'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-8840307362469266148</id><published>2008-05-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:23:24.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Anyone</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;anyone can cause&lt;br /&gt;anyone an injury&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone&lt;br /&gt;(can heal)&lt;br /&gt;anyone can cause&lt;br /&gt;anyone a distraction&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone&lt;br /&gt;can be pampered&lt;br /&gt;or feel pampered in any way&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;anyone can cause&lt;br /&gt;a distraction&lt;br /&gt;can cause an alarm&lt;br /&gt;an upset and discomfort&lt;br /&gt;but not just anyone&lt;br /&gt;can be loved&lt;br /&gt;and overly pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;not anyone can be&lt;br /&gt;spoken to&lt;br /&gt;or spoken for&lt;br /&gt;not anyone can be given&lt;br /&gt;eternal love&lt;br /&gt;(motherly love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;anyone can carry&lt;br /&gt;a slander, a rumour&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone&lt;br /&gt;(can beautify)&lt;br /&gt;nor be beautified&lt;br /&gt;for anyone can be cruel&lt;br /&gt;create unwanted interest&lt;br /&gt;and distraction&lt;br /&gt;its just that not anyone&lt;br /&gt;can be blessed in any way at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus + bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;not anyone can be loved&lt;br /&gt;and spoken to&lt;br /&gt;but anyone can become&lt;br /&gt;a nuisance and an irritation&lt;br /&gt;to human society&lt;br /&gt;just anyone can create&lt;br /&gt;an unnecessary need&lt;br /&gt;for unnatural affections&lt;br /&gt;and distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;anyone can be rude&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone can be&lt;br /&gt;respected&lt;br /&gt;anyone can be envious&lt;br /&gt;but not anyone&lt;br /&gt;can be beautiful&lt;br /&gt;(not just anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not just anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone)(not just anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone)(not just anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone)(not just anyone)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone at all)&lt;br /&gt;(not anyone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-8840307362469266148?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/8840307362469266148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/8840307362469266148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/anyone.html' title='Anyone'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-3650069663843342618</id><published>2008-05-03T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:07:44.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Quantum of Solace</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;its like the wind farm&lt;br /&gt;that needs the right quantum&lt;br /&gt;to keep it working&lt;br /&gt;to keep it giving&lt;br /&gt;to keep the comfort&lt;br /&gt;to keep the assurance&lt;br /&gt;of lights and energy&lt;br /&gt;the quantum of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;to have or to be given&lt;br /&gt;the practical theory&lt;br /&gt;of the quantum of solace&lt;br /&gt;you have to dive in&lt;br /&gt;face the truth&lt;br /&gt;face the world&lt;br /&gt;without reservations&lt;br /&gt;and delve in to search&lt;br /&gt;for deeper lights&lt;br /&gt;that gives the best&lt;br /&gt;in brightness&lt;br /&gt;the best in energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;in this theory&lt;br /&gt;you can't dig to surface&lt;br /&gt;you have to dig deep&lt;br /&gt;you can't ignore the light&lt;br /&gt;that gives the full path&lt;br /&gt;you have to chase it&lt;br /&gt;you have to reach out&lt;br /&gt;you need to stretch&lt;br /&gt;to get the maximum quantum&lt;br /&gt;that is deserving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;its like the money&lt;br /&gt;in the bank&lt;br /&gt;you can only spend&lt;br /&gt;what you have&lt;br /&gt;not what you don't&lt;br /&gt;it is the practical theory&lt;br /&gt;of the quantum&lt;br /&gt;or you get the bag of crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus + bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCAL INSTRUMENTAL&lt;br /&gt;you can't have a realistic wind farm&lt;br /&gt;without the practical theory&lt;br /&gt;of maximum quantum space&lt;br /&gt;without wind assurance&lt;br /&gt;without power blades&lt;br /&gt;that energise&lt;br /&gt;no wind and its no energy&lt;br /&gt;no wind policy&lt;br /&gt;and its the end&lt;br /&gt;its all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;if you need&lt;br /&gt;the quantum of solace&lt;br /&gt;search in yourself&lt;br /&gt;for your own truth&lt;br /&gt;for if you don't&lt;br /&gt;you only find&lt;br /&gt;the quantum of solace&lt;br /&gt;that belongs to another&lt;br /&gt;(another) 8x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-3650069663843342618?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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Productions'/><title type='text'>The Waking</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;It's just not the going to bed&lt;br /&gt;that counts&lt;br /&gt;or the night time that matters&lt;br /&gt;it's just not the bright lights&lt;br /&gt;that shimmer in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;of the nights&lt;br /&gt;that counts at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;the going to bed at night&lt;br /&gt;is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;the sleeping it through&lt;br /&gt;is ecstasy itself&lt;br /&gt;the peaceful night rest&lt;br /&gt;a triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;it is the waking up&lt;br /&gt;at dawn&lt;br /&gt;and in the morning&lt;br /&gt;to your waiting and open arms&lt;br /&gt;that counts ultimately&lt;br /&gt;it is what makes going to bed at all&lt;br /&gt;count so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;nor is it just the tick tock&lt;br /&gt;of the clock that keeps&lt;br /&gt;the nights silent&lt;br /&gt;neither is it just the gladness&lt;br /&gt;to be going to bed&lt;br /&gt;in the night that counts so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-4363771002268985998?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4363771002268985998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/4363771002268985998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/waking.html' title='The Waking'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-6835415989460082316</id><published>2008-04-25T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:25:44.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Free to Be</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;to be who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;free to be me&lt;br /&gt;free to say&lt;br /&gt;what I really want&lt;br /&gt;to say&lt;br /&gt;(perhaps because I am beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;I feel free&lt;br /&gt;to be as ambitious&lt;br /&gt;as possible&lt;br /&gt;free to write off&lt;br /&gt;free to have a laugh&lt;br /&gt;free to be peaceful&lt;br /&gt;(perhaps because I am so wealthy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy&lt;br /&gt;to be free to be me&lt;br /&gt;to love freely&lt;br /&gt;because I have nothing&lt;br /&gt;to hide&lt;br /&gt;I owe no one&lt;br /&gt;It must be what keeps&lt;br /&gt;my feet so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;Isn't good to be free&lt;br /&gt;to be what you want&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to be&lt;br /&gt;who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;and I am proud&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 3&lt;br /&gt;free to smile&lt;br /&gt;free to debate&lt;br /&gt;free to shun and snob&lt;br /&gt;almost free to do&lt;br /&gt;just about anything&lt;br /&gt;just about everything&lt;br /&gt;(perhaps because I have a brain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 4&lt;br /&gt;I am suddenly so free&lt;br /&gt;to be selfish&lt;br /&gt;to be free to give nothing&lt;br /&gt;to say nothing&lt;br /&gt;and say something&lt;br /&gt;when I feel like&lt;br /&gt;and when I don't&lt;br /&gt;(perhaps because I am a god)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus + bridge)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-6835415989460082316?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6835415989460082316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/6835415989460082316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/free-to-be.html' title='Free to Be'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-7956656191811903348</id><published>2008-04-22T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:30:25.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Can't have this</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;and even if you did insist&lt;br /&gt;(you still can't have it)&lt;br /&gt;you can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;you can't hurt this&lt;br /&gt;you know you can't&lt;br /&gt;get that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;can't love this&lt;br /&gt;you can't love&lt;br /&gt;something that is being&lt;br /&gt;loved&lt;br /&gt;you can't have it&lt;br /&gt;you can't have this&lt;br /&gt;even if you wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;you can't love it&lt;br /&gt;you can't feel for something&lt;br /&gt;thaat is being felt for&lt;br /&gt;you can't have this&lt;br /&gt;even if you insist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;you can't care&lt;br /&gt;if you insisted&lt;br /&gt;(you can't have it)&lt;br /&gt;you can't do nothing&lt;br /&gt;about the future&lt;br /&gt;even if you despise it&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus &amp;amp; bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;can't touch this&lt;br /&gt;even if you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;can't romance it&lt;br /&gt;can't feel this&lt;br /&gt;can't romance something&lt;br /&gt;that is already&lt;br /&gt;being romanced&lt;br /&gt;you can't possibly be&lt;br /&gt;(even if you wanted to)&lt;br /&gt;(wanted to)&lt;br /&gt;(wanted to)&lt;br /&gt;(wanted to)&lt;br /&gt;(wanted to)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092069568535005407-7956656191811903348?l=brandijackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/7956656191811903348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092069568535005407/posts/default/7956656191811903348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandijackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-have-this.html' title='Can&apos;t have this'/><author><name>Michael Jackson wife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08481609184608204137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vL0pa66Pbfg/SNkEq9bZEcI/AAAAAAAAA5U/na7a7v4N5s0/S220/J2~6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092069568535005407.post-6781715098751097205</id><published>2008-04-22T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:22:11.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Brandi Productions'/><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>VERSE 1&lt;br /&gt;Can peace come to you&lt;br /&gt;if you search so much for it&lt;br /&gt;(can it,  really)&lt;br /&gt;can you find peace&lt;br /&gt;because it is deserving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Is peace so large&lt;br /&gt;is it so wide&lt;br /&gt;so much so&lt;br /&gt;you can reach out&lt;br /&gt;and touch it&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;can the peace&lt;br /&gt;that exhales truth&lt;br /&gt;find a place&lt;br /&gt;in your heart&lt;br /&gt;as it is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2&lt;br /&gt;peace that is much&lt;br /&gt;peace that is like&lt;br /&gt;snow flakes&lt;br /&gt;can it be yours too&lt;br /&gt;(can it, really)&lt;br /&gt;is peace an illusion&lt;br /&gt;that is preferred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus &amp;amp; Bridge)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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