I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God I'd never, ever take another drink again I fought it like the devil But you know that you're in trouble When you're fourteen and drunk by 10 a.m. Tried to hide it from my mom and dad All my friends said, "Straighten up" I just laughed, said, "You don't understand" That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man At sixteen I was on my own and flyin' high And stayin' stoned I knew everything there was to know I did things that I can't talk about I wore my mom and daddy out Late nights, they spent prayin' for my soul Stayed sober once for nine days in a row I quit cold turkey And damn, near almost made it to ten But that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand I'd like to pour it out, I just don't think I can 'Cause that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man I don't know when or where it was Or how we met and fell in love Or why she'd even fall for a guy like me I tried to pull myself together Hopin' we could last forever For awhile, I started to believe Her daddy said, 'She's all I got Son, don't ever break her heart Promise me before you take her hand" But that's just too much to ask of a drinkin' man I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand I'd like to pour it out, I just don't think I can 'Cause that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God I'd never, ever take another drink again

Caught my wife with another man Now I'm doin' ninety-nine At a prison down in Georgia Close to the Florida line. I've been here for twelve long years And I finally made the warder my friend So he sentenced me to a life of ease Takin' care of ol' Red. Now ol' red he's a dangerous dog This old boy has ever seen He's got a nose that can smell a two day trail Lord, he's a four legged tracking machine. Just consider yourself mighty lucky To get past the gators and the quicksand beds But all these years that I've been here Ain't nobody got past Red. Hear the warder say, Come on somebody why don't you run Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun Get my latern, get my gun Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun. I payed off a guard and he slipped out a letter To my cousin in Tennessee And he brought down me a blue tick hound Lord, she was pretty as she could be. They penned her up in the swampland About a mile just south of the gate And when I take ol' Red for his evening run And I'd just drop him off and wait. Hear the warder say, Come on somebody why don't you run Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun Get my latern, get my gun Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun. Now old red got use to seein' This little lady.there every night So I kept him away for three or fours days And waited till the time got right. I made my run with the evening sun And I smiled when I heard 'em let him out 'Cause I headed north to Tennessee And ol' Red was a-headed south. I hear the warder say, Come on somebody why don't you run Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun Get my latern, get my gun Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun. Now, there's red hair blue ticks dogs in the south Love got me in there and love got me out...

Just walked down the street to the coffee shop Had to take a break I've been by her side for 18 hours straight Saw a flower growing in the middle of the sidewalk Pushing up through the concrete Like it was planted right there for me to see The flashing lights The honking horns All seem to fade away In the shadow of the hospital At 5:08 I saw God today I've been to church I've read the book I know He's here But I don't look Near as often as I should Yeah, I know I should His fingerprints are everywhere I just look down to stop and stare Open my eyes and then I swear I saw God today Saw a couple walking by They were holding hands And she had that glow Yeah, I couldn't help But notice she was starting to show Stood there for a minute Taking in the sky Lost in that sunset A splash of amber melting into shades of red I've been to church I've read the book I know He's here But I don't look Near as often as I should Yeah, I know I should His fingerprints are everywhere I just look down and stop and stare Open my eyes and then I swear I saw God today Got my face pressed up against the nursery glass She's sleeping like a rock My name on her wrist Wearing tiny pink socks She's got my nose She's got her mama's eyes My brand new baby girl She's a miracle I saw God today

We made it final today I gave you all I had You made your getaway All the love we once made Turned to memories today I left the courtroom and went straight to the church I hit my knees and told God how much I hurt Nothing left of my heart It's gonna be so hard to make a new start Cause' today my world slipped away We buried the plans that we made And tonight I'm alone and afraid Cause' today my world slipped away All my friends say I'll make it alright I'll recover and start a new life But that'll be so hard to do Cause' livin' ain't worth livin' without you Cause' today my world slipped away We buried the plans that we made And tonight I'm alone and afraid Cause' today my world slipped away Cause' today my world slipped away

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.)