Even though the world is dark Try to light a little part Don't go run and hide Give a little of my heart Only then the beat will start Keeping me in time Life, doesn't wait for long Oh, oh, it's a winding road, Oh, oh, take the long way home, Oh, oh, when you're there You'll know, You can find yourself on the long way home Ohh ohh ohh, take the long way home Ohh ohh ohh, take the long, way, home Sinking in the undertone, Never knowing where to go, How to find something more? Looking for a kind you want, Only then the dreams will come, Knocking on my door Life doesn't wait for long Oh, oh, it's a winding road, Oh, oh, take the long way home, Oh, oh, when you're there you will know, You can find yourself on the long way home Oh, oh, it's a winding road, Oh, oh, take the long way home, Oh, oh, when you're there you will know, You can find yourself on the long way home Oh, oh, it's a winding road, Oh, oh, take the long way home, Oh, oh, when you're there you will know, You have found yourself on the long way home So take the long way home Take the long way home

Let's take the long way home Find a couple hills to climb Cause baby we can take our time Let's take the long way home Trust in me to lead the way Cause we can do this one more day Cause we can do this one more day Let's take the long way home Find a couple hills to climb Cause baby we can take our time Let's take the long way home Trust in me to lead the way Cause we can do this one more day Cause we can do this one more day Let's take the long way home Find a couple hills to climb Cause baby we can take our time Let's take the long way home Trust in me to lead the way Cause we can do this one more day Said, we can do this one more day

Got my mind like the Pope got God I Got the blues well it seems so far Temptation all around the air that I breath But you ain't got to worry cause you tamed the beast And in the summer time That we lost Out of time and At a cost I need someone who can understand I'll never be a prophet in my own land When I'm a long way from home With so much pressure on my bones I'm such a long way from home But I'll be back soon Tongue tied on the telephone line You got the words to help me ease up my mind No one love me like the way that you love me so I got to tell you from the tip of my tongue Cause I know where I'll find you I know just where you lie Always deep in my heart You're by my side I know it's hard When I'm a long way from home With so much pressure on my bones I'm such a long way from home But I'll be back soon (yeah) (I'm coming home) I know where I'll find you I know just where you lie Always deep in my heart You're by my side It's so hard When I'm a long way from home It's so much pressure on my bones I'm such a long way from home But I'll be back soon I'm gonna be back soon Oh, I'm gonna be back soon Daddy gonna be back soon, yeah.

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.)