Mr. Jones

Mr. Jones - Counting Crows (數烏鴉)

Written by：Adam Duritz/Charlie Gillingham/David Bryson/Steve Bowman/Matthew Malley

Shalalala la la la

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

She's suddenly beautiful

We all want something beautiful

Man I wish I was beautiful

So come dance this silence down through the morning

Shalalala 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 want to 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'mma 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 a 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'll never be lonely

Cause I'm never gonna be lonely

I want to be a lion

Yeah 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 want to be just about as happy as can be

Mr. Jones and me we're gonna be big stars