Traveling in the dark Through labyrinth of dreams Into a world unknown Into chaos without form Where souls collide on astral planes Where all summon the secret names Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes His face in the constellations All devouring black hole Hear the echoes of the end Dance among the burning stars Lucifer, the king of dreams Appear in thousands of colors Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes Burning purple flames, come worship me My heart is a coven, come unto me Black celestial spheres, all within me A chaotic trance, explode into space Reveal the names untold Entombed in stellar deep From a world unknown From chaos without form Lucifer, the king of deep sleep Appear in thousands of colors Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes

On a Sunday night while driving my car In the sky a fallin' star Tellin' myself I don't go too far And trust by the sound of the rain Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am Cause there's a long and lonesome road That will find our world of you and me babe There's a long and lonesome road That will find our world like it used to be babe Somebody there to show me the way Yes, I'm willin' to pay And this dear old man can tell me any day Know what happens to me Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am Cause there's a long and lonesome road That will find our world of you and me babe There's a long and lonesome road That will find our world like it used to be babe On a Sunday night while driving my car In the sky a fallin' star Tellin' myself I don't go too far And trust by the sound of the rain Well I wonder, well I wonder where I am Cause there's a long and lonesome road That will find our world of you and me babe There's a long and lonesome road That will find our world like it used to be babe There's a long and lonesome road That will find our world like it used to be babe There's a long and lonesome road That will find our world like it used to be babe

I haven't stolen things in years Hate flowers but I'm gonna leave you souvenirs Freaking out and paralyzed Your body tells me I haven't told you lies this year Wouldn't send you flowers if my love was insincere Freaking out and paralyzed Your body makes me If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky I've played a role in all your tears Hate flowers but they seem to work on you my dear Freaking out and paralyzed Your body tempts me I haven't told you lies this year Wouldn't send you flowers if my love was insincere Freaking out and paralyzed Your body takes me If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky If I was one of the good ones I don't think you'd like me I'm one of the bad ones And that's why you feel lucky

And every night they dream themselves to be And every night they send their love to me Been chasing the dragon's tail Love potions and ecstasy All alone on this road I have been and I never Never saw the Devil cry Subconscious haze always feels so strange Levitating in secret dreams Levitating in secret dreams! And every night they dream themselves to be And every night they send their love to me I'm gonna be a true nature's child Wild and free like Huxley's mind Always floating in between the doors where this world World is a Paradox Subconscious ways to escape Levitating in secret dreams And every night we dream ourselves to be And every night we hope that we are seen In levitating secret dreams, I dream of you In levitating secret dreams, I dream of you See my heart now levitate A Voyage across the stars It ventures deeper still As I search myself In levitating secret dreams I dream of you I dream of you

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.)