Mr. Jones Lyrics - August And Everything After - Counting Crows

Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la 

Mmm 

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 the silence down through the morning 

Sha la, la, la, la, la, la, la 

Yeah 

Uh huh 

Yeah 

Cut up, Maria! 

Show me some of that Spanish dancin' 

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 

Smilin' 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 

Said I'm never gonna be 

Lonely 

I wanna be a lion 

Yeah, everybody wants to pass as cats 

We all wanna be big, big stars 

Yeah, but we got different reasons for that 

Believe in me 

'Cause I don't believe in anything 

And 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 love you 

Oh! Son, that's just about as funky as you can be 

Mr Jones and me 

Starin' 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'm wanna be just about as happy as I can be 

Mr Jones and me 

We're gonna be big stars