You’ve got to watch this video - inmates dance to Michael Jackson’s Earth Song in perfect unity. Check out who’s right up front - Is that Travis Payne?

As always, Michael Jackson dazzles us with talent, phenomenal dance moves and his one-of-a-kind vocals, in this performance of Smooth Criminal. The lyrics are included below the video so you can sing along. Enjoy!

As he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down, it was her doom

Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?

(Annie are you ok?)
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
(There’s a sign in the window)
(That he struck you - a crescendo Annie)
(He came into your apartment)
(He left the bloodstains on the carpet)
(The you ran into the bedroom)
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom)

Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
You’ve been hit by
You’ve been hit by - a smooth criminal

So they came into the outway
It was Sunday - what a black day
Mouth to mouth resuscitation
Sounding heartbeats - intimidations

Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?

(Annie are you ok?)
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
(There’s a sign in the window)
(That he struck you - a crescendo Annie)
(He came into your apartment)
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
(Then you ran into the bedroom)
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom)

(Annie are you ok?)
(So, Annie are you ok?)
(Are you ok Annie?)
(You’ve been hit by)
(You’ve been struck by - a smooth criminal)
[Siren]
Okay, I want everybody to clear
the area right now!

Aaow!
(Annie are you ok?)
I don’t know!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
I don’t know!
(There’s a sign in the window)
I don’t know!
(That he struck you - a crescendo Annie)
I don’t know!
(He came into your apartment)
I don’t know!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
I don’t know why baby!
(The you ran into the bedroom)
I don’t know
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom - Annie!)

(Annie are you ok?)
Dad gone it - baby!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
Dad gone it - baby!
(There’s a sign in the window)
Dad gone it - baby!
(That he struck you - a crescendo Annie)
Hoo! Hoo!
(He came into your apartment)
Dad gone it!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
(The you ran into the bedroom)
Dad gone it!
(It was your doom - Annie!)
Aaow!!!
You’ve been hit by
You were struck by a smooth criminal

This is the official recording of Carlos Santana’s “Black Magic Woman” Hendrick had nothing on Santana! Just look at how fast his fingers move - amazing! Can you tell I love Carlos Santana’s music?  I have included the lyrics below the video. Enjoy!

Got a Black Magic Woman.
Got a Black Magic Woman.
I got a Black Magic Woman,
She’s got me so blind I can’t see;
But she’s a Black Magic Woman and
she’s trying to make a devil out of me.

Turn your back on me, baby.
Turn your back on me, baby.
Yes, don’t turn your back on me, baby,
Stop messin around with tricks;
Don’t turn your back on me, baby,
’cause you might just wake up my magic sticks.

Got your spell on me, baby.
Got your spell on me, baby.
Yes, you got your spell on me, baby,
Turnin’ my heart into stone;
I need you so bad,
Magic Woman I can’t leave you alone.

Here’s the video of the song “Sober” by Pink. For your pleasure, the lyrics are included below the video so you can sing along.

**Warning, this video contains what could be considered adult content/language and is not intended for anyone under the age of eighteen. If you are not 18 yrs or older, do not click on the following video without your parents permission.

LYRICS:

I don’t wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don’t wanna be that call at four o’clock in the mornin’
‘Cause I’m the only one you know in the world that won’t be home

Ah, ah the sun is blindin’
I, I stayed up again
Oh, oh I am findin’
That’s not the way I want my story to end

I’m safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
No pain inside, you’re my protection
But how do I feel this good sober?

I don’t wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence
The quiet scares me ’cause it screams the truth
Please don’t tell me that we had that conversation
‘Cause I won’t remember, save your breath ’Cause what’s the use?

Ah, ah the night is callin’
And it whispers to me softly, “Come and play”
But I, I am fallin’
And if I let myself go I’m the only one to blame

I’m safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over? Oh, oh, oh
No pain inside, you’re like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober?

Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Spinnin’ ’round, spinnin’ ’round, spinnin’ ’round
I’m lookin’ for myself, sober

Comin’ down, comin’ down, comin’ down
Spinnin’ ’round, spinnin’ ’round, spinnin’ ’round
Lookin’ for myself, sober

When it’s good, then it’s good, it’s so good ’til it goes bad
‘Til you’re trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry ‘never again’
Broken down in agony, just tryin’ find a friend,

oh, oh a oh

I’m safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
No pain inside, you’re like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober? [echo]

I’m safe up high, nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party’s over?
No pain inside, you’re like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober? [echo]

Lyrics to Earth Song, by Michael Jackson:

What about sunrise
What about rain
What about all the things
That you said we were to gain.. .
What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That you said was yours and mine…
Did you ever stop to notice
All the blood we’ve shed before
Did you ever stop to notice
The crying Earth the weeping shores?

Aaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaah

What have we done to the world
Look what we’ve done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son…
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine…
Did you ever stop to notice
All the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
The crying Earth the weeping shores

Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaah

I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don’t know where we are
Although I know we’ve drifted far

Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaaah

Hey, what about yesterday
(What about us)
What about the seas
(What about us)
The heavens are falling down
(What about us)
I can’t even breathe
(What about us)
What about the bleeding Earth
(What about us)
Can’t we feel its wounds
(What about us)
What about nature’s worth
(ooo,ooo)
It’s our planet’s womb
(What about us)
What about animals
(What about it)
We’ve turned kingdoms to dust
(What about us)
What about elephants
(What about us)
Have we lost their trust
(What about us)
What about crying whales
(What about us)
We’re ravaging the seas
(What about us)
What about forest trails
(ooo, ooo)
Burnt despite our pleas
(What about us)
What about the holy land
(What about it)
Torn apart by creed
(What about us)
What about the common man
(What about us)
Can’t we set him free
(What about us)
What about children dying
(What about us)
Can’t you hear them cry
(What about us)
Where did we go wrong
(ooo, ooo)
Someone tell me why
(What about us)
What about babies
(What about it)
What about the days
(What about us)
What about all their joy
(What about us)
What about the man
(What about us)
What about the crying man
(What about us)
What about Abraham
(What was us)
What about death again
(ooo, ooo)
Do we give a damn

If you haven’t heard Mary J Blige sing “I Can Do Bad All By Myself” yet, you are in for an awesome treat; I have included the lyrics below the video, so that you can grasp the full impact of this powerful song.

While there are numerous videos posted around the web, nobody seems to be able to find the lyrics to the song. So I decided to transcribe the lyrics for my site visitors. With that said - enjoy the following:

SONG LYRICS

[Verse 1]
Somebody told me once that pain is a game we all gotta play.
Then why am I in overtime in sudden death every other day.
I know that for the good about there’s a price we all gotta pay.
But I paid til I’m poor and I still don’t know what it is to have a good day.
Yea
Since everybody knows what it is that I need to do - well do me a favor
Let me worry bout me and you worry bout you

[Chorus]
I don’t need no one to put me down I’m on the ground can’t get no lower
And I don’t need no one to hang around and make me frown just makes me look older
And I don’t need no one to black my eyes and tell me lies
Don’t want to cry over nobody else no no no no
I can do bad all by myself

Verse 2:]
Somebody told me once that runnin from the rain don’t make no sense.
I had my own dark cloud for awhile now, it goes where ever I’m goin.
Yeaa
Your tellin me the grass just might be greener on the other side.
But I don’t wanna take a chance on dirt when I got the grass even tho the grass has died.
Oohh since everybody knows what it is that I need to do,
Well do me a favor, let me worry bout me an you worry bout you

[Chorus]
I don’t need no one to put me down I’m on the ground can’t get no lower
And I don’t need no one to hang around and make me frown just makes me look older
And I don’t need no one to black my eyes and tell me lies
Don’t want to cry over nobody else no no no no
I can do bad

[Brige]
Some feel real bad for me,
I didn’t ask you for your sympathy
Nooooo, I know God is watchin over me
So I guess that the good I was supposed to be, oh yea

[Chorus]

I don’t need no one to put me down I’m on the ground can’t get no lower
And I don’t need no one to hang around and make me frown just makes me look older
And I don’t need no one to black my eyes and tell me lies
Don’t want to cry over, nobody else oh no oh
I can do bad

I don’t need no one to put me down I’m on the ground can’t get no lower
And I don’t need no one to hang around and make me frown just makes me look older
yea
And I don’t need no one to black my eyes tell me lies
don’t want to cry over and over and over nobody else
Cause I can do bad all by myself

It has just been confirmed that the anesthetic Diprivan was found in Michael Jackson’s home. And while it might not be confirmed via the toxicology report, due to short life of this particular medication; it does raise questions: “Why would a medication such as this one be found in Jackson’s home to begin with?”

And even more important then the ‘why’ is: What doctor [in their right mind] would administer such a medication outside of a hospital? This is a question that will lay squarely upon the shoulders of the two doctors present that fateful morning.

Reports are coming out that Michael Jackson’s death most likely a sedative overdose. The DEA is currently pouring over the database files maintained for the tracking of all prescriptions written, and which doctors write them, in addition to researching the prescriptions (type, purpose, cause and effect) taken from Michael Jackson’s rented Mansion, where he was residing on that fateful day.

I think others will agree with me on my initial thoughts: Someone administered a lethal dose (for MJ, at least) of a sleeping sedative or worse. And, in the back of my mind, I am unable to shake the thought that, whomever that person might be - may have very well been responsible ultimately for several reasons. One of which [in my hypothesis] was that crucial minutes were spent ‘cleaning up’ before calling 911.

The world has lost “The Greatest” entertainer of all time, and has lost that greatest entertainer way too soon. A state of shock took over the world on June 25, 2009 and continues to mourn that lose in addition to so many other recent losses, that we are having a terribly hard time processing all this loss.

Hold your loved ones close in your heart and close at hand, for tomorrow is an unknown. Let’s honor Micheal Jackson in the same fashion he ’served’ us - in a Grand style of sharing the love.

That is truly what this life is all about - Giving and sharing with love. And, please let us not forget: We mourn so deeply as his fans, but his family mourns a loss that cannot be understood, unless you have been there yourself. This past March 29, 2009 my brother was murdered, joining the long list of my departed loved ones, and I continue to deal with it on a daily [as well as day to day] basis.

Please take a moment today to let those you love, know that you love them; and thank your supreme power for that ability and the grace of another day to show, in addition to feeling that love.

IT’S ALL GOOD!

I am just blown away at all the media speculating on whether Michael Jackson ‘ticket holders’ will be able to get a refund.

This is by far the dumbest question I have heard so far. If I were a ticket holder (ticket donations accepted btw, hint hint) there is no way I would part with it. Well, maybe I would? Money is sparse these days. But, only after I made several photo copies as keepsakes.

I just can’t imagine anyone asking for a refund, if anything you will see these tickets being auctioned off on various websites as ‘collectors’ memorabilia. For those foolish enough to sell off their tickets, there will be just as many fortunate people that will buy them.

And, rest assured those who do hold on to their tickets will have a once in a lifetime opportunity presented before them as an exchange for those tickets - have no doubts! As will those who can afford to purchase those auctioned off tickets.

As unbelievable as it is, the death of a legend, Michael Jackson, came to pass yesterday. A death that is sure to have an impact across the world. But was it an accident or negligent homicide? Only the autopsy report will tell us the details of his death. I am sure the family of Michael Jackson will have many questions and suspicions surrounding the death of this legend. They know more than anyone, why there is reason to question this untimely death. And, if my first thought was improper administering of medications, I am sure that was their first thought.

I don’t know of any place in this world that doesn’t know the name Michael Jackson. Even if you don’t speak English, just hearing the name Michael Jackson will set in motion several dance steps or swaying of hips.

As with the King of Rock, the King of Pop has suffered the same fate. I will never forget the moment I heard the King of Rock had died, just as I will never forget the very moment I heard the King of Pop was dead. Neither death should have occurred at the time or in the manner of which they occurred. The world has lost a music icon.

I remember watching a small child of five, singing and dancing on TV and thinking to myself, “He must belong to Elvis.” Keep in mind, I was only four years old (barely) myself. And while my family was involved in the entertainment industry, we (as children) were not allowed to have any rock music in our house. This ban on Rock music was brought about by my father, after hearing music by Elvis and then the Beatles. Later, Three Dog Night would solidify that ban with the release of “Mama Told Me Not to Come.”

While I was a very obedient child, I was very opinionated and did not agree with my father’s thoughts on music. By the age of seven, I had a box full of Rock N Roll records. Hidden in a back corner of the attic, I never dared bring them out - while my father was home. But, when he was ‘on the road’ those records got a lot of play time, lol. Only the disney records were out, in plain sight, among the massive collection of Country & Western and Blue Grass records, to give an ‘appearance’ of play.

With all my travels across the country and where life has lead me, I managed to hang on to a few of my childhood collectibles. I can assure you, not only is Elvis among those collectibles, but the Beatles and Michael Jackson (Jackson Five) have always maintained their place.

I fell in love with his music and his dance from the word go. And when “Ben” was released I wanted a Ben of my own. Who, other than Michael Jackson, could make you fall in love with a rat?

My deepest, heart felt sympathy goes out to the family and loved ones of Michael Jackson. He was truly one of a kind and the world will surely mourn his death, as it celebrates he life.

The death of Michael Jackson is a world wide, impacting loss that will never be replaced by anyone or anything.

And on a final note, please do not let us forget about his children. I can’t begin to imagine what hell they will now go through.