Jones The Rhythm
(专辑: Slave To The Rhythm - 1985)
"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 from 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. Oh that's weird... [Paul Cooke:] "Grace Jones, welcome" [Grace Jones:] "Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I
just choked on my saliva. So…" [Paul Cooke:] "Now obviously you're in the
Bond movie."