We're an oyster cracker on the stew And the honey in the tea We're the sugar cubes, one lump or two In the black coffee The golden crust on an apple pie That shines in the sun at noon We're a wheel of cheese high in the sky But we're gonna be sinkin' soon In a boat that's built of sticks and hay We drifted from the shore With a captain who's too proud to say That he dropped the oar A tiny hole has sprung a leak In this cheap pontoon Now the hull has started growing weak And we're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon Everybody hold your breath 'Cause we're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon Everybody hold your breath And down and down we go Like the oyster cracker on the stew The honey in the tea The sugar cubes, one lump or two? No thank you, none for me We're the golden crust on the apple pie That shines in the sun at noon Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky Well, we're gonna be sinkin' soon

Yeah yeah yeah yeah Pull up in a two seata Say ya livin' la vida Got me switching lanes Let me pump that meter I'm on my way Could I run that Treat it Would you want that Need it Should I bump that Beat it Yeah Hop in that Hop in that Yellow Kompressor Lookin' impressive But you know Look at that dress Girl I need one more chance I need one more dance then ya Hop in that Hop in that Yellow Kompressor Lookin' impressive But you know Look at that dress Girl I need one more chance I need one more dance then I'm Sinkin' down down Girl you look good when you gun that Sinkin' down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down Down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down I'm ready yeah oh I'm ready I'm ready to begin With a lil' sin I Just sink down in Sink down in When you hit the gas I'm ready for your skin No I can't pretend I Just sink down in Sink down in When you go this fast yeah Hop in that Hop in that Yellow Kompressor Lookin' impressive But you know Look at that dress Girl I need one more chance I need one more dance then ya Hop in that Hop in that Yellow Kompressor Lookin' impressive But you know Look at that dress Girl I need one more chance I need one more dance then I'm Sinkin' down down Girl you look good when you gun that Sinkin' down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down Down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down Drivin' Drivin' me wild Don't you drive me off now I'm real take what you want no doubt Ooh you want it all night Take this wheel you should run this right Sinkin' down down Sinkin' sinking down down I'm ready yeah oh I'm ready yeah yeah yeah Swangin' Rollin' Swangin' Rollin' Swangin' What you want Don't play me for it Drank this potion Feel this Now I'm sinkin' Thinkin' Freakin' out 'Cause I just wanna hold you Down Sinkin' down down Girl you look good when you gun that Sinkin' down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down Down down Sinkin' Sinkin' down down Drivin' Just drivin' me wild Don't you drive me off now I'm real take what you want no doubt Ooh you want it all night Take this wheel you should run this right Sinkin' down down Sinkin' sinking down down I'm ready yeah oh I'm ready

He dropped the bait Into the ocean of the summer love And now he waits For the moment I've been dreaming of A clean slate On the heart of which he desecrates It's too late for me now I said I wanna roll over But I gotta lean back Give it some time So that I can relax I'm outta my mind I'm 'bout to have a relapse Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in I lie awake Watching every memory replay Counting my mistakes The clock is ticking, eating me away For your own sake Stop your giving and begin to take While I ache for you now I said I wanna roll over But I gotta lean back Give it some time So that I can relax I'm outta my mind I'm 'bout to have a relapse Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in If only you could understand me But you don't, you won't, I need you to After all this time I wait around for you and I, oh Yeah I wanna roll over But I gotta lean back Give it some time So that I can relax I'm outta my mind I'm 'bout to have a relapse Oh how I'm sinking in I said I wanna roll over But I gotta lean back Give it some time So that I can relax I'm outta my mind I'm 'bout to have a relapse Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in La la la la La la la la La la la la Oh how I'm sinking in

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.)