(SITTIN' ON) THE DOCK OF THE BAY Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come Watching the ships roll in And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia Headed for the 'Frisco bay 'Cause I've had nothing to live for And look like nothin's gonna come my way So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Look like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, yes Sittin' here resting my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone It's two thousand miles I roamed Just to make this dock my home Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time (Whistle) (Otis Redding / Steve Cropper) Otis Redding - 1967 The Foundations - 1968 Golden Gate Quartet - 1968 T. Rex - 1975 Ted Hawkins - 1985 Michael Bolton - 1988 Dennis Brown - 1992 WhoRidas - 1999 Paul Bollenback - 1999 Beki Bondage - 2000 Also recorded by: T. Graham Brown; Amanda McBroom; Pete Lancaster; Tom Jones; Mayorga Lincoln; Flynn, Patti & Jamstone; Giant Sand.

Sittin' in the morning sun I'll be sittin' when the evening come Watchin' ships roll in Then I'll watch 'em roll away again Lord, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away, mm Sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time, mm I left my home in Georgia Headed for the Frisco Bay I have nothing to live for Looks like nothing's gonna come my way So I'm gonna sit on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh Lord Sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time, oh Looks like nothing's gonna change Every, everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, yeah Sittin' here restin' my bones (my bones) This loneliness won't leave me alone, no (loneliness won't leave me alone) Two thousand miles I roam (I roam) Just to make this dock my home Now, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away (oh, yeah) Sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time, oh yeah Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time, time, time (oh) Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time, time, time Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time, time, time Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time, time, time (oh) Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time, time, time

Sitting in the morning sun I'll be sitting when the evening come Watching the ships roll in And I'll watch 'em roll away again, yeah I'm sitting on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away, ooh I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time I left my home in Georgia Headed for the Frisco bay I have nothing to live for Look like nothings gonna come my way So I'm just go sit on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away I'm sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time Look like nothing's gonna change Everything still remain the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess, I'll remain the same, yes Sitting here resting my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone, yes Two thousand miles I roam Just to make this dock my home Now I'm just go sit at the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away, ooh Sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time

Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watchin' the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide, roll,just roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia Headed for the Frisco Bay I had nothin' to live for Looks like nothin's gonna come my way Just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll,just roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' my precious,precious time,oh,yeah Looks like nothin's gonna change Everything,I mean everything remains the same I won't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain,I'll remain the same It looks like nothin's ever gonna change Everything,everything remains the same I won't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain,I'll remain the same Sittin' here restin' my bones This loneliness won't leave me alone Two thousand miles, I roam Just to make this dock my home I'm sitting on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll,just roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wasting precious time Oh,yeah Go on sit (Sittin' on the dock of the bay) Oh,oh,yeah Oh,oh,yeah I'm gonna sit on the dock of the bay I'm gonna watch the tide roll Just roll I'm gonna sit,I'm gonna sit Oh,oh,oh, oh,oh,oh,oh,oh I'm gonna sit(on the dock of the bay)

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.)