Far away from home City of beaches Layers by layers I let you to see me raw Breaking my walls down Every bruises Touches by touches, I let you to feel me raw You can win again You can win again And that's alright (After all, we're friends) I want you to know me (After all, we're friends) I want you to take me For who I am And what I'm not The weirdest form of me The coolest things I did And I want you to be Be my friend Forever My best friend Be my friend Now that we're back home The city of egos Stories and worries, I let you to read me raw Though I can't keep up With the world that's gone mad But feelings are there for me to know That I'm alive (You can win again) oh yeah (You can win again) oh yeah (That's alright) that's alright (After all, we're friends) I want you to know me (After all, we're friends) I want you to take me For who I am And what I'm not The weirdest form of me The coolest things I did 'Cause I want you to be Be my friend (be my friend) Forever (forever) My best friend (my best friend) Be my friend (be my friend) I'm sorry For what I'm not So be my friend For who I am

All i need Is a friend Someone to give me, a helpin' hand When i'm afraid, in the night Someone to squeeze me And tell me, it's all right You know i worry Huh Such a lot And i would give, all i've got Just to have, someone believe in me Just to do that, and put me back on evenly Yeah Baby, baby Be my friend Baby, baby Be my friend Baby, baby Be my friend I will love you, till the very end You make me feel A stronger love Than anyone, i've ever known Oh, i need, someone like you You give me something, so strong and true Baby, baby Be my friend Baby, baby Be my friend (yeah yeah) Baby, baby Be my friend I will love you, till the very end Would you be my friend? I will love ya, i will love ya, till the very end Baby, baby, baby Won't you be my friend? Oh yeah... I've got to love you I need to love you, till the very end

She take it slow then she wind it up I'm showing love but that's not enough Girl, you look fine like wine Loan me some of your time Tell me, can you be my friend? I would like to tell you who I am Baby, will you take me for who I am? I'm a hold the deal up on my end Bang, bang I know you don't want no scrub Baby I'm a boss, you should love that in me She's like, "But my bestfriend was like 'Baby he's a dog, he was tryna holla at me'" I know I can fuck up, another man can luck up In the club, dancing on your pum pum Baby I respect you, love you if you let me I do not take you as a dumb dumb I'll hold you slowly Treat you like a trophy Get so much of you, I OD Can you pass me up like slowly I'll wear you out like my Louie Squeeze on you like my tooly Stir you up like a smoothie Clean you up like my jewelry She take it slow then she wind it up I'm showing love but that's not enough Girl, you look fine like wine Loan me some of your time Tell me, can you be my friend? I would like to tell you who I am Baby, will you take me for who I am? I'm a hold the deal up on my end Bang, bang If I get all on your back Snap for me like I'm a pole Baby, I'm a young Randy Moss I can catch as long as you throw it I just picked you up some roses and a lotus I just picked up some spices from the posure Just picked a new scent from Barney's, baby You know I smell like I'm balling You know I ain't used to one night I can have you here in one flight, baby It's just me and you and one bowl They see us on this yacht, they gon' go crazy Your friends know how much you love me But they be still tryna fuck me When it comes to them, I act like I'm rusty Baby I won't lie, just trust me She take it slow then she wind it up I'm showing love but that's not enough Girl, you look fine like wine Loan me some of your time Tell me, can you be my friend? I would like to tell you who I am Baby, will you take me for who I am? I'm a hold the deal up on my end Bang, bang

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)