You packed your shite And said You're leaving today You said just give me one good reason to wait I said I gave you 4 good seasons to make you stay Ahhhhh shite Ahhhh fuck Ayyyye that's my bad luck ayyya That be just my luck I've got to go I've got to make tracks before I make an arse of Myself embarrassed by Guinness, Hop House and Carlsberg Find me slumped up on the bar stool Politickin with the arseholes Got myself up out the classroom To wrap my life up in a glass tomb Story of my life I can't keep a wife I just burst the pints While she's at home at night Is my brain deceiving me Or did you say you're leaving me Premonition or reality You packed your shite and said you're leaving today You said just give me one good reason to wait I said I gave you 4 great seasons to make you stay I said I gave you 4 great seasons to make you stay Ahhhhh shite Ahhhh fuck Ayyyye that's my bad luck ayyya Ahhhhh that be just my luck There's beauty in the way that the world moves aw yeah Theres beauty in the way that the light moves off ya Because I could not see what the pints had cost ya I could not see what the booze has cost me It cost me everything Because you're the world to me It cost me friends And things did not occur to me But now that I see Maybe my family Will come back to me I gotta go I've gotta make tracks before I make an arse of Myself embarrassed by guinness, hop house and carlsberg Find me slumped up on the bar stool Politickin with the arseholes Got myself up out the classroom To wrap my life up in a glass tomb I picked up the bottle for survival God was in the bookies and the bible I can't see my soul when hands are idle I got called a pig, he was 5-0 I was out looking for something I love the world but its owing me nothing I looked for freedom a prodigal son Grew up a gaff with a badge and a gun If you don't take the weight I'll look forward to the day That we sort it set it straight I'll move forward sad to say I'll move on be on my way I'll be gone I'll sail away You'll be gone you'll fade to grey But our souls might lead the way Heal my heart Just heal my heart now Put down the bottle And heal your soul now We're in the clouds We're gonna float now yeah Put down the bottle And heal your soul now You packed your shite and said you're leaving today You said just give me one good reason to stay I said I gave you 4 great seasons to make you stay Gave you 4 great seasons to make you stay

Broad street Yeah, we met over sake Might have started off rocky And ruined our first date But last night When you finally called me I ran straight through the lobby I couldn't keep you waiting And I know and I know and I know and I know That you like your space with your one roommate Do you mind if I see you tomorrow? Yea I know yea I know yea I know yea I know That you work sundays for minimum wage Should I have known that you would take hold and never let go? Never let go I think I might push my luck with you Does another night feel alright to you? If I ask right now would you think it through? Hey I think I might push my luck with you Did you say that you got nothing else to do? Is it ok if I stay 'cause I'm dying to? Yea I'm dying to Restless Tangled up in your mattress In the morning we'll get dressed The one that got away You caught me Yea I'm right where you want me Every inch of my body Won't let this go to waste And I know and I know and I know and I know That you like your space with your one roommate Should I have known that you would take hold and never let go? Never let go I think I might push my luck with you Does another night feel alright to you? If I ask right now would you think it through? Hey I think I might push my luck with you Did you say that you got nothing else to do? Is it ok if I stay 'cause I'm dying to? Yea I'm dying to I think I might push my luck with you Does another night feel alright to you? If I ask right now would you think it through? Hey I think I might push my luck with you Did you say that you got nothing else to do? Is it ok if I stay 'cause I'm dying to? Yea I'm dying to

(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.)

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