Steve
the EX-QUEEN of FW~!
(Mark Windham in front of a PRIMETIME backdrop at CS Towers.)
The first step and into old wars I go. Fitting, that what I fear I also know is what will make me whole.
The shadow knows, isn't that what you said GUNS. (smiles) The shadow does know best, not like father, we both hated ours didn't we, but like a voice of reason.
Congregations on being back, I guess sick and healthy minds think alike. I know why I've returned, but do honestly have a clue? Yes, you've come back to destroy the CSWA, rip it apart brick by brick. That should be good for the usual entertainment value. Is the bus coming back this time? A lot of new faces to be programmed, faces that haven't seen a man drive the way you do. I know you've probably got a few new bits to test, but if the waters get too deep it has to be a comfort knowing an old classic is safe at hand.
I was hoping over the years you'd change. But when I look at you, I still see the same ol' broken down sideshow clown, only now you've formed a THIRD ROW corporation to handle all the t-shirt and other merchandising orders. Sell enough and you'll be able to buy the place from Merritt. Time consuming, but if there's anyone dedicated enough I truly believe it's you. I almost hope you do tear these walls apart...if only for the pleasure of seeing "CSWA's last brick" up for auction on ebay five years from now.
You're an empty boy with a sales pitch, GUNS nothing more nothing less. But I'm glad you've decided to reopen shop. I owe you, I did previously and after ANNIVERSARY I owe you once more.
I could bring up that night, you know which one I mean. I destroyed whatever integrity you had right there on the spot. In a very real sense I created the clown. A lot of things were different then. Maybe I should apologize for what became of the man known as GUNS, but I've left that demon to the beasts of the past. I owe you for my own reasons, none of which you're familiar with, I'm certain.
So you're back, selling yourself on the street corner barking like a dog to anyone who will listen. Break the league GUNS, but when you're done you'll still be the same broken lost soul. And when your days are over, the truth won't accept that as a place to hang your hat.
Randalls, you didn't exactly take the olive branch. I can't say I don't blame you. And if this way is what works best, I have no problem, only a fear. That's the music you wanted to hear isn't it? (smiles) Fear, playing the game, winning the war. Mike, I've been playing the game for the last four years. It's your turn, you need to win answers, seek some truth. But Mike would you take the leap of faith if I told you winning the answers stood behind me?
Love, it's not my job or chief concern to save Eli Flair. But I believe you were challenging me to get in your face again?
It's truth or dare boys, in San Diego I'll go first.
The first step and into old wars I go. Fitting, that what I fear I also know is what will make me whole.
The shadow knows, isn't that what you said GUNS. (smiles) The shadow does know best, not like father, we both hated ours didn't we, but like a voice of reason.
Congregations on being back, I guess sick and healthy minds think alike. I know why I've returned, but do honestly have a clue? Yes, you've come back to destroy the CSWA, rip it apart brick by brick. That should be good for the usual entertainment value. Is the bus coming back this time? A lot of new faces to be programmed, faces that haven't seen a man drive the way you do. I know you've probably got a few new bits to test, but if the waters get too deep it has to be a comfort knowing an old classic is safe at hand.
I was hoping over the years you'd change. But when I look at you, I still see the same ol' broken down sideshow clown, only now you've formed a THIRD ROW corporation to handle all the t-shirt and other merchandising orders. Sell enough and you'll be able to buy the place from Merritt. Time consuming, but if there's anyone dedicated enough I truly believe it's you. I almost hope you do tear these walls apart...if only for the pleasure of seeing "CSWA's last brick" up for auction on ebay five years from now.
You're an empty boy with a sales pitch, GUNS nothing more nothing less. But I'm glad you've decided to reopen shop. I owe you, I did previously and after ANNIVERSARY I owe you once more.
I could bring up that night, you know which one I mean. I destroyed whatever integrity you had right there on the spot. In a very real sense I created the clown. A lot of things were different then. Maybe I should apologize for what became of the man known as GUNS, but I've left that demon to the beasts of the past. I owe you for my own reasons, none of which you're familiar with, I'm certain.
So you're back, selling yourself on the street corner barking like a dog to anyone who will listen. Break the league GUNS, but when you're done you'll still be the same broken lost soul. And when your days are over, the truth won't accept that as a place to hang your hat.
Randalls, you didn't exactly take the olive branch. I can't say I don't blame you. And if this way is what works best, I have no problem, only a fear. That's the music you wanted to hear isn't it? (smiles) Fear, playing the game, winning the war. Mike, I've been playing the game for the last four years. It's your turn, you need to win answers, seek some truth. But Mike would you take the leap of faith if I told you winning the answers stood behind me?
Love, it's not my job or chief concern to save Eli Flair. But I believe you were challenging me to get in your face again?
It's truth or dare boys, in San Diego I'll go first.