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Artist/Band: Counting Crows
Lyrics for Song: Mr. Jones
Lyrics for Album: Live In New York City-1997 [2012]



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.


Album Lyrics: Live In New York City-1997 [2012]


Counting Crows
"Live In New York City-1997 [2012]"


1. Rain King
2. Round Here
3. Angels of the Silences
4. Catapult
5. Mr. Jones
6. Anna Begins
7. Recovering The Satellites
8. Sullivan Street
9. I'm Not Sleeping
10. A Murder of One
11. A Long December
12. Walkaways
13. Omaha
14. Goodnight Elisabeth