PART FIVE

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I can change the world

With my own two hands

Make a better place

With my own two hands

Make a kinder place

With my own two hands

With my own

With my own two hands

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I can make peace on earth

With my own two hands

I can clean up the earth

With my own two hands

I can reach out to you

With my own two hands

With my own

With my own two hands

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I’m gonna make it a brighter place

I’m gonna make it a safer place

I’m gonna help the human race

With my own

With my own two hands

I can hold you

With my own two hands

I can comfort you

With my own two hands

But you got to use

Use your own two hands

Use your own

Use your own two hands

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[With My Own Two Hands - Ben Harper]

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Before they set off on the long journey through the black, Serenity made the return delivery to Badger's part of Persephone. Badger was leaning back in his chair, slicing a peach with studied nonchalance.

“Malcolm Reynolds, you *have been a busy beaver!”

Jayne grinned, “'Beaver'! Now that conjures up a real *interestin' image.” he licked his lips, “Boy, do I *love beaver!”

Mal looked at him sharply, “Jayne!”

“Bet Badger here's gettin' plenty. Just coz you took way too long over nailin' Inara...”

Mal ground his teeth, “That will *do!”

Badger didn't turn a hair, “I get me oats nice and regular. Now then; here's your cut, as agreed. Had a feeing that preacher woman was a wrong 'un.”

Mal narrowed his eyes, “Could almost suspect you *knew.”

Badger acted offended, “Me? An honest merchant involved with a petty thief!”

“She's pretty enough, if a scheming hussy. You could have worked out a scam together. Birds of a feather and all that.”

Zoe nodded, “I can certainly believe they were working together.”

Badger put his hand to his chest, “Mal; Zoe! I'm offended that you put me in the same company as that...that...woman!”

Jayne's grin widened, as his fingers lingered near his gun belt, “Betcha this weasel was nailin' her as well as his other bit of skirt! Not that I blame him; came gorram close to introducin'