Dr. No (1962)
I've got him in my sights now
Calling London over and out
multi-colored telephones-
a portrait of the arms race-
Fingertip slides down lapel
"You've got a license to kill"
they're on to you from the start-
matching her type- a searching-
by spider- planted @ nite-
Creepy crawly in your bed
Smash smash smash smash smash
'it's universal exports-'
chased around curves & jack-knives-
each w/ their own agenda-
the girl sings the theme-
shell-shocked VENUS emerging-
trying to throw off their aim-
'he's reading 95- CHIEF-'
patent leather in yr. sleep-
black gloves- brass lift sinks-
Should not be trusted at all
beads of sweat & water drops-
"I prefer the fifty-three"
"I never fail Mister Bond"
designed to topple rockets-
A thankless duty
The job of a henchman
Not a long lifespan
but he hasn't found the girl-
all gauges read 'critical'-
the island is lost
Boat adrift no fuel
"Well what do we do now James?"
Good time for a kiss
time to fuck some more- why not?-
Next: From Russia With Love (1963)