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1. 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)

* 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.)

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LYRICS & CREDITS

1. EARS & HANDS 8. FAR AWAY
2. TRYIN' 9. WAITING
3. EXPERIENCE LIFE 10. NEAT LITTLE PACKAGES
4. THE LITTLE CHILDREN 11. LET'S MAKE LOVE FUN
5. LOAD OF CASH 12. DAMNED IF I DO
6. AIN'T NOTHING FINER 13. CRY
7. ON MY OWN 14. (BONUS OF 2 REMIXES!)

 

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

Don’t you fear, for the little children
Don’t you see, their innocence carries them through
For all will hear, the Word that’s laid before us
From humbled hearts, treasure grew

We see the love, in the children’s eyes
The beauty of, their precious lives
Innocent victims, to a changing world
Harsh realities are sadly learned

        Eye’s not seen, no ear has heard
        The things He has prepared
        There’s a hope, you can’t see
        Faith will guide you there
        Heaven is like... all the little children

Tender Mercies, for fragile minds
Bitter words are so unkind
Don’t let their confidence be betrayed
No little angel should be afraid

Eye’s not seen, no ear has heard
The things He has prepared
There’s a hope, you can’t see
Faith will guide you there
Heaven is like... the little children

So don’t you fear, for the little children
Don’t you see, their innocence carries them through
For all will hear, the Word that’s laid before us
Open your heart, it can happen for you

Eye’s not seen, no ear has heard
The things He has prepared
There’s a hope, you can’t 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

Everybody’s 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 it’s not too late
Don’t yield to the masses fate
Don’t let age conceal the dawn
You had a vision, what went wrong.... oh

Take off your masks it’s not too late
Don’t yield to the masses fate
Don’t 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

Everybody’s 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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