W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

W the Movie (2009)

Actors

• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Michael Basinski (actor)
• Justin Belitz (actor)
• John M. Bennett (actor)
• Brother Brown (actor)
• Richard Carson (actor)
• Terrence Dellinger (actor)
• Alfred Eaker (actor)
• David Eaker (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Uncle Ernie (actor)
• Justin Barnes (actor)

Genres

• Fantasy

The Cowboys

Seven teenaged boys in 1870s New Mexico Territory fight off teenaged Comanches and grownup cattle rustlers under the tutelage of ranch foreman Nightlinger and rancher/widow Annie Andersen.

Cast

• Moses Gunn
• Diana Douglas
• Jim Davis
• A Martinez
• Robert Carradine
• Sean Kelly
• Kerry MacLane
• Clint Howard
• Mitch Brown
• Clay O'Brien
• Irene Tedrow
• Felipe Turich
• Monica Gayle
• Robert F. Hoy
• Richard Kelton
• Jack Perkins
• Pippa Scott
• Belinda Balaski
• DeForest Kelley
• Ted Gehring
• John McKee
• John Carradine
• Myron Healey
• Kelly Thordsen
• Kevin Hagen

• Season 1
• Episode 1: David Done It
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 2: Death on a Fast Horse
  USA...
• Episode 3: The Long Rider
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 4: Many a Good Horse Died
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 5: The Avengers
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 6: The Accused
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 7: A Matter of Honor
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 8: The Ordeal
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 9: The Remounts
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 10: The Trap
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 11: The Indian Givers
  OFM:35 mm...
• Episode 12: Requiem for a Lost Son
  Last show of the series....

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Gypsy - Harry Connick, Jr.
• The Gypsy - Gordon Lightfoot
• The Gypsy - Jose Feliciano
• The Gypsy - Spock's Beard
• The Guppies - Mack 10
• The Gypsy - Dinah Shore
• The Gypsy - Amanda Marshall
• The Gypsy - Sammy Kaye
• The Gypsy - Of Virtue

Hate to think what would happen if I started to drink like you, maybe I would loosen up, so pour me another gin.
Guzzle down, My neck will burn
And as we kiss, And I'm sick in your mouth, I know you want more, Lick my open wounds, And add some ice And choke on my sick vice, Oh God, the lights are on.
Trapped in bed, As the poison slowly creeps, And stops me dead. I should have known better than to cave, Into such fantasies.
Guzzle down, My neck will burn
And as we kiss, And I'm sick in your mouth, I know you want more, Lick my open wounds, And add some ice And choke on my sick vice, Oh God, the lights are on.
I feel better, Now I've seen you
But deep inside, My bones feel like timber, And I am shaking at the tension

Step inside my tent, said she, "I'd like to read you palm"
Leave the dollar in the jar, this won't take very long
Leave the circus noise behind, close your eyes, relax your mind
I'll tell you, if you should quit now or if you should go on
Then I said, "Now what do ya see?"
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
Where'll I go, what'll I be?
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
She threw some sawdust in the air and her hands began to shake
She told me, the town where I was born, she almost knew the date
She lit a candle with her eyes and then she made the table rise
She took the dollar from the jar and then she guessed my weight
Then I said, "Now what do ya see?"
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
You are so old, you are so wise
Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dy
Give me a sign, tell it to me
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
Then she spoke most quietly
Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
When you we a child at school they taught you quite a lot
You were told when you should speak and when you should not
You were taught to read and write, to take your lessons home at night
A little knowledge serves you well but the golden rule does not
Then I said, "Now what do ya see?"
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
Where'll I go, what'll I be?
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
Then when I came home that night to lie in bed awake
I thought of that old gypsy and the words that she had said
And now I see with due respect, the more we learn the worse we get
So if you feel you've no regrets, go have your fortune read
Then I said, "Now what do ya see?"
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
You are so old, you are so wise
Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dy
Give me a sign, tell it to me
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
Then she spoke most quietly
Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Where'll I go, what'll I be
She said, "Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee"
You are so old, you are so wise
Deedlee-dum, deedlee-dy
Give me a sign, tell it to me

I'm just a gypsy who gets paid
For all the songs that I have played
And all the records that I have made
I'm part of a caravan
I have travelled on the land
Making music for my fellow man
And every song I played or wrote
With a sad or happy note
Some are made to make you laugh
Some are made to make you cry
I don't know the reason why
But I'll continue to travel
Though my guitar's old and tiring fast
She just listens to me
Her music means more to me than any other woman I have known
She just listens to me
Her music means more to me than any other woman I have known
And I'll continue to travel though my guitar's old and tiring fast
She just listens to me
Her music means more to me than any other woman I have known
She just listens to me
Her music means more to me than any other woman I have known

I fell in a stream, neck deep in needles
A slow motion sunlit scene, I woke in a world
With two kinds of people, the more and the less extreme
Was it some kind of dream or is it real?
Then I awoke to ten white policemen
Who held me until I choked
They brought me in like McCarthy and Nixon
That isn't all she wrote, log on to a suicide note
But I can't get nothin' that can be bought
So, I'll just live with what I got, I'm the gypsy
And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live
'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy
Little Susie Baker went to meet her maker
For a ten pound note, a glass and a sucker
Is all that it got her, guess she got his goat
And the Camptown ladies say, "You have a nice day
Just be along your way, get out"
Yeah, I can't get nothin' that can be bought
So, I'll just live with what I got, Lord, forgive me
And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live
'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy
I fell in a stream of lilac and razors
What do you think that means? Another day
Another stomach aches for some other way
But for now, I'll just live today, oh yeah
But I can't get nothin' that can be bought, so I'll just

The guppies dup dup dup
Dup dup dup
Dup dup dup
Dup dup dup
It's a feeding frenzy with guppies all around the edge
Nigga if you tryna get fed you in the red
Eat you up, beat you up
If that don't work heat you up
Now you wearin' white, punk smellin' like Fahrenheit
Niggas, fleas, ticks and parasites
Tryna get a crumb off the turntable
Stick your nose in my bowl it's fatal you Kane I'm Abel
Nigga you know we checkin' quotas and dollars
Nigga you know the pecking order we follow
Sayin' that we got to holla, if I can quote you
But the king of the jungle never meet with the vultures
Never been a sucker never been fake, never
Never tried to make all I can make , never
Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks
But haters hate we can eat steak by the lake
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
What a beautiful day, clear blue skies
My murder ones block sun rays from my eyes
Twistin' triple gold so I gotta pack heat
Lay the titanium and flame up the street
Down the boulevard with my hand on trigger
Fools hittin' me up like, "Who was that nigga?"
Ruuff ruuff you know who it is
Mack 10 punk top dog in showbiz
I cocks the revolver ready to start gattin' 'em
But what I look like set trippin' and I'm platinum
I hesitates put down the trey eight
Keep pushing to the hood make sure my folks is straight
Outta control a nigga ballin' like Shaq
Gave my momma money and slid the homies sacks
And it's like that about the bank wad
The more cheese ya got the more killas on ya squad
For the guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
Okay we hollered fake ass hugs check my wallet
Driving to the crib make sure no nigga followed
Called up the mighty one up, "What you wanna do?
Turn these bitch niggas to snow, how many? 1 or 2? It's on you"
Westside battle cry my alibi first class
Hella high when you die
I'm changin' standard time with the yuppies
But fuck them too and you, you askin' who?
The guppies brought Mack Manson back to life
I kill niggas without a gun or a knife
I gave the order, is he dead? Yep, enough said
And all my followers got W's on they forehead
Murderers and they kill on command
Walk around like zombies with Techs in each hand
For Mack and the Don light you up like neon
Freeze you like freon you fuckin' peons
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup
The guppies dup dup dup

In a quaint caravan
There's a lady they call the gypsy
She can look in the future
And drive away all your fears
Everything will come right
If you only believe the gypsy
She could tell at a glance
That my heart was so full of tears
She looked at my hand and told me
My lover was always true
And yet in my heart I knew, dear
Somebody else was kissing you
But I'll go there again
'Cause I want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true
And will come back to me some day
She looked at my hand and told me
My lover was always true
And yet in my heart I knew, dear
Somebody else was kissing you
But I'll go there again
'Cause I want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true

If I had a crystal ball, I would throw it against the wall
'Cause some things, you just don't wanna know
So don't try to read my palm, or predict what we'll become
'Cause the real thing just needs space to grow
I do believe in us, but
But you can't fast forward through
The kinda deep only time can prove
What's the rush, baby, trust what faith can do
Let's not play the game of love with scared money
Let's not say what we'll become
Let's just roll the dice and throw away the cards
You don't have to push so hard
'Cause the gypsy in me needs to roam your heart
(I need to roam ya, I need to roam ya
I need to roam, your heart)
You know I would live my life
Out a suitcase every night
Before I'd let you tie me down
So just lean back and relax
Feel your bare feet in the grass
And let love run on open ground
I do believe in you, but
You can't tell a bird not to fly
You can't tell the sun when to shine
What's the rush, baby, we can take out time
Let's not play the game of love with scared money
Let's not say what we'll become
Let's just roll the dice and throw away the cards
You don't have to push so hard
'Cause the gypsy in me needs to roam your heart
The finest tapestry takes patience and the ability to wait
For each thread to support the bigger picture and the larger purpose
And in the fearless, reckless pursuit of intimate love
It is not the destination it's the journey
Let's not play the game of love with scared money
Let's not say what we'll become
Let's just roll the dice and throw away the cards
You don't have to push so hard

Gypsy, the gypsy
In a quaint caravan
There's a lady they call the gypsy
She can look in the future
And drive away all your fears
Everything will come right
If you only believe the gypsy
She could tell at a glance
That my heart was so full of tears
She looked at my hand and told me
My lover was always true
And yet in my heart I knew, dear
Somebody else was kissing you
But I'll go there again
'Cause I want to believe the gypsy
That my lover is true

By arm and leg the best of us gets dragged away, at an early age.
Some more fortunate than others.
Like a rag doll, you keep me close to your heart.
But only when you need to feel safe.
Liken a god who seems to be here, until a tragedy strikes then he disappears.
It was so hard to witness.
Like a sharp pain in my stomach, consuming everything but hate on the inside.
Is it not true that a heart sinks, when you let it fall?
You let this one fall and there's no one left to blame.
A thief without a face
(you wonder why we've grown so far apart).
Miles away, you stay strangled up in your ways just begging for change.
300 miles north of the state you strayed away, just to find yourself
Miles away right where you lay.
While your blood is running out of my veins and onto the streets, just flooding all the drains.
And as I dwell on the past I look down and see the red on my hands once again.
Stay miles away, miles away, right where you lay.
You've disappeared once again.
The truth is it's hard to look in your eyes when I see you,
You've made it harder by the day, since July, 1990.
The gyspy's one her way to find her fairytale ending.
My god, there's no such thing.
How much is enough?
Tell me what is enough?
Is this what it's like to lose a maker?