Juste un sosie De toi chaque nuit Ne m'apporterait pas l'oubli Daisy Oui reviens, Daisy L'espoir d'une vie Craque entre mes doigts jaunis Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Tu sais celui qui tire les larmes Tu allais toujours bien trop loin Comme ces vieux acteurs italiens Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Avec ton regard qui désarme Ces montagnes pour des petits riens Au fond moi, je les aimais bien Juste un grand puits Pour verser sans bruit Tous les pleurs de mon dépit Daisy Oui reviens Daisy Mes poings Frappent aux portes de la nuit Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Tes longs couplets à fendre l'âme Je n'en voyais jamais la fin Comme dans ces vieux films italiens Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Tu sais la scène où tu t'enflammes Tous ces sanglots, tous ces chagrins Je crois que je les aimais bien Juste un grand cri Pour que résonne L'étendue de nos envies Daisy Oui reviens Daisy Car je te sens qui Croque les grains de ma folie Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Tu sais celui qui tire les larmes Tu allais toujours bien trop loin Comme ces vieux acteurs italiens Rejoue-moi ce vieux mélodrame Tes longs couplets à fendre l'âme Je n'en voyais jamais la fin Comme dans ces vieux films italiens Croque les grains de ma folie

窓の外 覗いたら 顔を出す sunshine It's you (ah-ha) その笑顔が照らせば (yeah, that's right) 踏み出すよ left and right (left and right) 前を向いて, say yes! 見たこともない世界に oh my, my, my 日差しを浴びて Da-da-da-daisy 輝きだす今 No-no-no worries Don't stop! We say go! Oh, yeah Da-da-da-daisy きっと叶えるから 信じる my dream さあ始めよう Keep on, keep it up Da-da-daisy Keep on, keep it up Da-da-dai 君がくれた 光を浴びて 強く咲かすよ Da-da-da-daisy 待ちきれないんだって (I can't wait) 外に飛び出して (let's go) 心躍る方へ Step it, and step it, and get through the night この気持ち止められない Ready to go! 走り出そう 行き先は自分で決めなきゃ (let's start) 風を振り切って見つかる Oh my, my, my 陽だまりの中 Da-da-da-daisy 輝きだす今 No-no-no worries Don't stop! We say go! Oh, yeah Da-da-da-daisy きっと叶えるから 信じる my dream さあ始めよう Keep on, keep it up Da-da-daisy Keep on, keep it up Da-da-dai 君がくれた 光を浴びて 強く咲かすよ Da-da-da-daisy 誰にも負けない 夢も譲らない 見上げれば so bright I got the spotlight, I won't give up 私らしく強く この世界 照らして, 日差しを浴びて Da-da-da-daisy 輝きだす今 No-no-no worries Don't stop! We say go! Oh, yeah Da-da-da-daisy きっと叶えるから 信じる my dream さあ始めよう Keep on, keep it up Da-da-daisy Keep on, keep it up Da-da-dai 君がくれた 光を浴びて 強く咲かすよ Da-da-da-daisy

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.)