I got the lights put up hanging on the house Used the red and blue you used to like 'em best Found the garland where you packed it away in boxes I'll wind it up the stairs like you always did We used to listen to all those old carols But now it's just the slow ones that draw me in Sitting with the songbooks at the piano Memories takin' my mind wandering I'll be missing you this Christmas It won't be the same without you here I'll be singing silent night but your voice won't be there with mine I'll be missing you this Christmas Family gathered round the table We'd laugh and raise a glass and make merry That proud mama's smile of yours shining across your face Lit you up like the angel on the tree And we'd sing all those great old carols But now it's just the slow ones that draw me in Sitting with the songbooks at the piano Memories taking my mind wandering I'll be missing you this Christmas It won't be the same without you here I'll be singing silent night but your voice won't be there with mine I'll be missing you this Christmas And when we're opening the presents on that morning Seeing the kid in everyone There'll be one gift left unopened There for you with love from all of us I'll be missing you this Christmas It won't be the same without you here I'll be singing silent night but your voice won't be there with mine I'll be missing you this Christmas I'll be missing you this Christmas

Snowy night Where it's warm here by the fire Here with you (here with you) I have all that I desire It's been a long year But somehow we got by Now it's Christmas Eve And love is on our side I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree (the tree) Don't you know the best thing you could give to me? Nothing else will do All I want is you this Christmas (This Christmas, this Christmas) Children sing (Children sing) Christmas carols at our door (yeah, yeah, yeah) Spreading joy (Spreading joy) That's what Christmas time is for Though we don't have much You've got me and I've got you And with a little faith Miracles come true! And I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree (the tree) Don't you know the best thing you could give to me? Nothing else will do All I want is you this Christmas (This Christmas, this Christmas) I don't want the love of any other girl I want only one thing in this whole wide world Nothing else will do All I want is you this Christmas (this Christmas, this Christmas) Cheek to cheek The lights are low A kiss beneath the mistletoe Your face lit by the fire's glow That's all I want tonight And I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree Don't you know the best thing you could give to me? Nothing else will do All I want is you this Christmas (This Christmas, this Christmas) Nothing else will do All I want is you this Christmas Yeah

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.)