I think this is one of the best songs ever written :)
Mr Jones by Counting Crows.
Sha la la la la la la
Oh
Uh, huh
I was down at the New Amsterdam
Starin' 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
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
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
Cut up, Maria
Show me some of them Spanish dances
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."
Smilin' in the bright lights
Comin' through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
Well I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and grey
All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
Yeah, well you know, grey is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a grey guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a grey guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
Said I'm never gonna be, lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars
Yeah, but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything
And I, I want to 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 want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you
Ah son, that's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the television
I want to see me staring right back at me
We all want to be big stars
But we don't know why and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me
I'm gonna be just about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars..
Monday, January 18, 2010
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