Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mr. Jones , by - Counting Crows. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Mr. Jones |
| Sha la la la la la la, hmm, uh huh |
| I was down at the New Amsterdam |
| Staring at this yellow-haired girl |
| Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation |
| With a black-haired flamenco dancer |
| You know she dances while his father plays guitar |
| So she’s suddenly beautiful |
| And we all want something beautiful |
| Man I wish I was beautiful |
| So come dance this silence down through the mornin' |
| Sha la la la la la la la yeah, uh huh yeah |
| Curl up, Maria! |
| Show me some of that Spanish dancin' |
| And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones |
| Believe in me, help me believe in anything |
| 'Cause I, I wanna be someone who believes, yeah |
| Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales |
| And we stare at the beautiful women |
| «She's looking at you. |
| Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me» |
| Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo |
| When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely |
| Well, I’m gonna paint my picture |
| Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray |
| All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful |
| Yeah, well you know gray is my favorite color |
| I felt so symbolic yesterday, if I knew Picasso |
| I would buy myself a gray guitar and play |
| Mr. Jones and me look into the future |
| Yeah, we stare at the beautiful women |
| «She's looking at you. |
| I don’t think so. |
| She’s looking at me» |
| Standing in the spotlight, I bought myself a gray guitar |
| When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely |
| I will never be lonely, son, I’m never gonna be lonely |
| I wanna be a lion |
| E-Everybody wants to pass as cats |
| We all wanna be big big stars |
| Yeah but we’ve got different reasons for that |
| Believe in me 'cause I don’t believe in anything |
| And I, I wanna be someone to believe |
| To believe, to believe, yeah |
| Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio |
| Yeah we stare at the beautiful women |
| «She's perfect for you, Man, there’s got to be somebody for me» |
| I wanna be Bob Dylan |
| Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky |
| When everybody loves you, oh, son |
| That’s just' bout as funky as you can be |
| Mr. Jones and me staring at the video |
| When I look at the television |
| I wanna see me staring right back at me |
| We all wanna be big stars |
| But we don’t know why and we don’t know how |
| But when everybody loves me |
| I wanna be just' bout as happy as I could be |
| Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars |