Videoshoots / "Bad" Set

If wewe call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the moyo of your surrender
To your alibis
And wewe can say the words
Like wewe understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause wewe can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All wewe need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn wewe 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...

If I could tear down these walls that keep wewe and I apart
I know I could claim your moyo and our perfect upendo will start
But girl wewe just won't approve of the things that I do
When all I do is for wewe but still wewe say it ain't cool if there's somebody else, he can't upendo wewe like me
And he says he'll treat wewe well, he can't treat wewe like me
And he's buying diamonds and pearls, he can't do it like me
And he's taking wewe all across the world, he can't trick wewe like me

Chorus
So why ain't wewe feelin' me, she's invincible
But I can do anything, she's invincible
Even when I beg and plead,...

Michael Jackson
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Michael Jackson


At the White House in 1990
Background information
Birth name Michael Joseph Jackson
Born August 29, 1958(1958-08-29)
Gary, Indiana, United States
Died June 25, 2009 (aged 50)
Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Pop, R&B, rock, soul
Occupation(s) Singer-songwriter, record producer, musical arranger, dancer, choreographer, actor, author, businessman, financier, philanthropist, inventor
Instrument(s)...

The seven dwarfs are singing. Their voices are floating out of speakers hidden among the trees and lush flora surrounding Michael Jackson's mansion, in Neverland Valley — his 2700-acre, $22 million oasis in the Santa Ynez Valley, an saa north of Santa Barbara, California. "Michael's very own Xanadu," as his friend director John Landis puts it.

At Neverland, Jackson has created a secluded and secure environment far from businessmen, attorneys, managers, music-television-channel VIPs and even members of his immediate family. Here he can stand in front of his house and the only sounds to hear...

Never can say goodbye
No, no, no, no, I never can say goodbye

Even though the pain and heartache
Seem to follow me wherever I go
Though I tried, tried to hide my feelings
They always seem to onyesha
Then wewe try to say you're leaving me
And I always have to say no
Tell me why is it so
That I never can say goodbye
No, no, no, no, no, I never can say goodbye

Every time I think I've had enough
And start heading for the door
There's a very strange vibration
That piercing me right to the core
It says turn around wewe fool
You know wewe upendo her zaidi and zaidi
Tell me why is it so
Don't wanna let wewe go...

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers
Wishing our families well
We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are kissing
But not for the missing...

Chorus
So this one's for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And wishing them nyumbani

When wewe sit there addressing, counting your blessings
Biding your time
When wewe lay me down sleeping and my moyo is weeping
Because I'm keeping a place

Chorus
For all the Lost children
This is for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And...

Aaow!-Hoo hoo!

I don't care what wewe talkin' 'bout baby
I don't care what wewe say
Don't wewe come walkin' beggin' back mama
I don't care anyway
Time after time I gave wewe all of my money
No excuses to make
Ain't no mountain that I can't climb baby
All is going my way

('Cause there's a time when you're right)
(And wewe know wewe must fight)
Who's laughing baby, don't wewe know
(And there's the choice that we make)
(And this choice wewe will take)
Who's laughin' baby

So just leave me alone girl- leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone)
Leave me alone-stop...

(Uh.. huh....Alright)
This Time, Gonna do my best to make it right,
Can´t go on without wewe kwa my side.
(Hold On)
Shelter, come and rescue me out of this storm,
And, out of this cold I need someone,
(Oh Why, Oh Why, Why, Why)
If wewe see her?
Tell her this from me,
All I need is

One zaidi Chance At Love
One zaidi Chance At Love
(One More)
One zaidi Chance At Love
One More(See) Chance At Love
(Say, One More)
One zaidi Chance At Love
One zaidi Chance At Love
(One More)
One zaidi Chance At Love
(Alright)
One zaidi Chance At Love

Searching, for that one who is going to make me whole,
Help me make these mysteries unfold.
(Hold...

Hold my hand, feel the touch of your body cling to mine
You and me, makin’ upendo all the way through another night
I remember wewe and I walking though the park at night
Kiss and touch, nothing much, let it blow just touch and go

Love me more, never leave me alone kwa house of love
People talk, people say what we have is just a game
Oh, I’ll never let wewe go, come here girl
Just got to make sweet upendo ‘til the break of dawn


I don’t want the sun to shine I wanna make love
Just this magic in your eyes and in my heart
I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t stop lovin’ you
I won’t stop ‘til...

Yeah Shoo-hee
Oooh
Hee hee!
Shoo-hee
Woh
Woh
Hee!

Love ain't what it used to be
That is what they're tellin' me
Push it in stick it out
That ain't what it's all about

He wanna do something keen to you
He wanna wrap, upangaji pamoja his arms all around wewe girl
He wanna shake it up shake it down
Doing it right
He wanna jump back half flap doing it right

He wanna lay wewe down
Turn it up
Kicking it loose
He wanna fly high nigh high
Baby for you'se

He wanna motormouth
Float around
Baby the back
He wanna shake it up shake it down
Moving round ha ha

Love ain't what it used to be
(Hee!)
That is what they're tellin' me
Push it in stick it out
That...

At 7:55 a.m., an Usher at the glass doors outside Staples Center in Los Angeles had a message for the thousands already gathering for the day's public memorial for Michael Jackson. "We are aware of your sorrow!" he announced in deep, affectionate tones. "We are aware of your pain! And we are aware of your joy!"

The man in the purple polo shati then instructed ticket-holders how to line up, and that mashabiki would have to leave their flowers and other "gifts" on a meza, jedwali outside the arena, all while insisting that "it is our pleasure, it is our privilege to welcome wewe ..." It was a moment of genuine...