Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Hidden In Plain View

Genres: Rock

Mr.jones Lyrics - Hidden In Plain View

I was down at the New Amsterdam 

Staring at this yellow-haired girl 

Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation 

With this black-haired Flamenco dancer 

 

And she dances while his father plays guitar 

She's suddenly beautiful 

And we all want something beautiful 

Man, I wish I was beautiful 

 

So, come dance this silence down through the morning 

Sha la la la la la la la la 

Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancing 

Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones 

 

Believe in me 

Help me, believe in anything 

'Cause I want to be someone who believes 

 

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 

 

I wanna paint my picture 

Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray 

All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful 

And 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 

And 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 

And 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 

And we got different reasons for that 

 

Believe in me 

Because I don't believe in anything 

And I want to be someone who believes 

 

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 

And everybody loves you, 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 

 

And when everybody loves me 

I want to be just about as happy as I can be 

 

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

Writer: , , , ,

Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Imagem U.s. Llc, Sony