Forget My Name - Danko Jones

Tell all my friends I'm dead, I'm leaving you, this time it's for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead, It won't be long before you forget... my name Can you tell that I'm losing myself? I think I'm trying too hard to Let it show, to let you know Don't trace your footsteps back to me Cause I've been gone for a long time Waiting on the sidelines Hoping for a chance to play Well I thought I would never Leave anything behind I also never thought I'd say... Tell all my friends I'm dead, I'm leaving you, this time it's for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead, It won't be long before you forget... my name Can you tell that I dont know myself? I need someone to remind me. To let it go, please let me know Dont trace your footsteps back to me Cause I've been gone for a long time Waiting on the sidelines Hoping for a chance to play Well I thuoght I would never leave anything behind I also never thought I'd say... Tell all my friends I'm dead, I'm leaving you, this time it's for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead, It won't be long before you forget my name... And if I had the chance (had the chance) To do it all again, I wouldnt expect anything less. And if I had the chance (had the chance) To do it all again, I wouldn't expect... I wouldn't expect anything less Tell all my friends I'm dead, I'm leaving you, this time its for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead, It won't be long before you forget my name... Forget my name

Forget my name Forget my name Why did i put up with this Through all these years i'll never miss Little black sheep pulling wool from her sweater "If I change myself more, maybe life will get better You ever think about what I've been going through? I bet you never noticed the distance, huh? And if I pull this trigger then they'll know that I'm gone. And In a couple of years they'll forget my name If they ever even knew it at all Would it make a difference to this empty life? When there's nothing here for me except for lonely sleepless nights How long do i keep telling myself it's fine? Until I run away down the road Let's not pretend that what I'm leaving behind is home What do I say? What can I do to get through to you? Goodbye Forget my name Forget my name I've been trying to fit into the wrong mold Something save me before I give up on it all Everybody's watching you They know just what it is you do You ruin everything you touch You'll never change, you're just bad luck Everybody's watching you They know just what it is you do You ruin everything you touch You'll never change, you're just bad luck I want to drift into the sea (Go ahead we have you) Let it swallow me whole I feel nothing beneath my skin (Go ahead we have you) Let it swallow me whole I can't go on like this Life's meaningless So forget my name

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.)