Alternative rock - 1993 - Counting Crows - Mr. Jones-

I was down at the New Amsterdam

Staring at this yellow-haired girlMr.

Jones strikes up a conversation

With a black-haired flamenco dancer

You know 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

Cut up, Maria!

Show me some of them Spanish dances

And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones

Believe in me

Help me believe in anything

'Cause I wanna 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. Oh, no, no, she's looking at me."

Smiling in the bright lights

Coming through in stereo

When everybody love 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 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 love me,

I will never be lonely

I will never be lonely

Said I'm never gonna be lonely,

I wanna be a lion

Everybody wanna pass as cats

We all want to be big big stars,

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

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 staring at the video

When I look at the television,

I wanna 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 love me,

I wanna be just about as happy as I can be

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