Okay. here we go again. I could not decide on whose mind to invade next.
and then it came to me! I was listening to "Blaze of Glory" By Jon Bon
Jovi. And this is what came of it.
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"When you're brought into this world
They say you're born in sin
Well at least they gave me something
I didn't have to steal or have to win"
A blaze of glory. That's what I was. In everyone's mind. Glory. I was glory. And I wanted to be remembered forever. But how? Strike maybe? Yes that's it!
The thought came to me that night at the Jacob's. Dave was talking about his father being fired, because there was no union to protect him. Unions. hmmm. Unions strike! So that's where the inspiration came from. All I needed was grounds for striking. And coincidently Pulitzer decided he needed more money. So there you have it.
Everyone cooperated. All except Conlon. I could have killed him. And he paid for it, oh boy did he ever. But that comes later.
I had a hard time convincing Dave, but he agreed after a little, persuasion, shall we call it?
And Denton was too easy to grab. He fell so nicely into the whole plot. Making us bigger than we were, putting me in the papers.
And Spot, oh he came around.
And then, I got arrested. Something I hadn't planned on. Then David.that idiot. Thought he was helping. Tried to help me 'escape'. But little did he know I had tricks of my own up my sleeve.
The way I saw it, I would be even bigger if I became a scab and came back to them. I'd be a hero! And so I agreed to sell for Pulitzer. And I paid Oscar and Morris to get Les, David, and Sarah in an alley. I paid them to prose as a threat to them. So that I could save the day.
And of course, I conveniently had a printing press in the room I was sleeping in. And then, I got Spot Conlon. I didn't include his name on the Newsie Banner, as I normally would have. Under different circumstances, of course.
And we won. And I was the hero. And I got the girl.
But then, that son of a bitch did something I hadn't planned on. He told everyone he loved Sarah. And that I had taken her from him. And everyone hated me.
"Well they tell me that I'm wanted
Yeah I'm a wanted man
I'm colt in your stable
I'm what Cain was to Abel
Mister catch me if you can"
And I couldn't get a girl. Any girl. Especially the one I wanted.
Gwendolyn Conlon.
She was beauty. She was purity. She was everything.
She was my world.
But Spot took her from me too.
Took her before I even had her. Before she had me. And I know, if she had her way, she'd be with me. But that isn't the case.
But I will always be remembered.
"I'm going down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going down in a blaze of glory"
I am a fighter. Know that Spot Conlon. I'll come back. I started this and I'll win.
"Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask If I'll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I'll grow old"
Did I know true love? Yes I did. Like I said. Gwendolyn. But no one believes me. It was my own fault. It was my love for glory.
"You ask me if I known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
Well, I've seen love come
And I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
'Cause I'm going down in a blaze of glory"
I have lived. I have loved. And I will be remembered. And before I die. I will come back.
"Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm the devil's son
Call me young gun
Each night I go to bed
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
No I ain't looking for forgiveness
But before I'm six foot deep
Lord,I got to ask a favor
And I'll hope you'll understand
'Cause I've lived life to the fullest
Let the boy die like a man
Staring down the bullet
Let me make my final stand
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
and I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
I'm a young gun"
I am a young gun. And Spot Conlon is a liar.
And maybe I won't win.
It's the King verses the Cowboy.
The young gun.
Maybe I won't win.
But I sure as hell will try.
And I'll go down in a blaze of glory.
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So there you have it. I am very proud. Please review.
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"When you're brought into this world
They say you're born in sin
Well at least they gave me something
I didn't have to steal or have to win"
A blaze of glory. That's what I was. In everyone's mind. Glory. I was glory. And I wanted to be remembered forever. But how? Strike maybe? Yes that's it!
The thought came to me that night at the Jacob's. Dave was talking about his father being fired, because there was no union to protect him. Unions. hmmm. Unions strike! So that's where the inspiration came from. All I needed was grounds for striking. And coincidently Pulitzer decided he needed more money. So there you have it.
Everyone cooperated. All except Conlon. I could have killed him. And he paid for it, oh boy did he ever. But that comes later.
I had a hard time convincing Dave, but he agreed after a little, persuasion, shall we call it?
And Denton was too easy to grab. He fell so nicely into the whole plot. Making us bigger than we were, putting me in the papers.
And Spot, oh he came around.
And then, I got arrested. Something I hadn't planned on. Then David.that idiot. Thought he was helping. Tried to help me 'escape'. But little did he know I had tricks of my own up my sleeve.
The way I saw it, I would be even bigger if I became a scab and came back to them. I'd be a hero! And so I agreed to sell for Pulitzer. And I paid Oscar and Morris to get Les, David, and Sarah in an alley. I paid them to prose as a threat to them. So that I could save the day.
And of course, I conveniently had a printing press in the room I was sleeping in. And then, I got Spot Conlon. I didn't include his name on the Newsie Banner, as I normally would have. Under different circumstances, of course.
And we won. And I was the hero. And I got the girl.
But then, that son of a bitch did something I hadn't planned on. He told everyone he loved Sarah. And that I had taken her from him. And everyone hated me.
"Well they tell me that I'm wanted
Yeah I'm a wanted man
I'm colt in your stable
I'm what Cain was to Abel
Mister catch me if you can"
And I couldn't get a girl. Any girl. Especially the one I wanted.
Gwendolyn Conlon.
She was beauty. She was purity. She was everything.
She was my world.
But Spot took her from me too.
Took her before I even had her. Before she had me. And I know, if she had her way, she'd be with me. But that isn't the case.
But I will always be remembered.
"I'm going down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going down in a blaze of glory"
I am a fighter. Know that Spot Conlon. I'll come back. I started this and I'll win.
"Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask If I'll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I'll grow old"
Did I know true love? Yes I did. Like I said. Gwendolyn. But no one believes me. It was my own fault. It was my love for glory.
"You ask me if I known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
Well, I've seen love come
And I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
'Cause I'm going down in a blaze of glory"
I have lived. I have loved. And I will be remembered. And before I die. I will come back.
"Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm the devil's son
Call me young gun
Each night I go to bed
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
No I ain't looking for forgiveness
But before I'm six foot deep
Lord,I got to ask a favor
And I'll hope you'll understand
'Cause I've lived life to the fullest
Let the boy die like a man
Staring down the bullet
Let me make my final stand
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
and I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
I'm a young gun"
I am a young gun. And Spot Conlon is a liar.
And maybe I won't win.
It's the King verses the Cowboy.
The young gun.
Maybe I won't win.
But I sure as hell will try.
And I'll go down in a blaze of glory.
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So there you have it. I am very proud. Please review.