Counting Crows - Mr. jones - live version (vh1-storytellers) lyrics

So you wanna be a rock and roll star Well listen now to what I say Just get an electric guitar And take some time And learn how to play Just learn how to play Well I was down at the New Amsterdam Just'a starin' at this yellow haired girl Mr Jones strikes up a conversation With a black hair flamenco dancer You know, she dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful And we all want something beautiful And I wish I was beautiful la la la Aw, cut up Maria! c'mon Show me some of them Spanish dances And pa** me a bottle Mr. Jones Believe in me, c'mon 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 no no she's looking at me Standing in this bright light Comin' through in stereo When everybody loves you You should never be lonely Well I wanna paint myself a picture I wanna paint myself in blue and red and black and grey All the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful Yeah, you know grey it's my favorite color I just, get so confused everyday But if I knew Pica**o I would buy myself a grey guitar and play Mr Jones and me Look into the future We stare at all the beautiful women She's looking at you, I don't think so, she's looking at me Standing in this spot light Look at me, I bought myself this grey guitar Man, when everybody loves me I hope I never get lonely Yeah, I wanna be a lion I know, I know, everybody wants to pa** as cats We, We all wanna be big, big, big, big, big stars Yeah but then we get second thoughts about that So believe in me, man, I dont believe in anything And I wanna be someone to believe You should not believe in me Cause, Mr Jones and me We just went stumbling through the barrio We stare at all the beautiful women She's perfect for you, there's got to be someone for me I wanna be Bob Dylan Mr Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you Sometimes, that just about as f**ed up as you can be Well can't you hear me cause I'm screamin' But I did not go outside yesterday Oh, don't wake me cause I was dreamin' And I might just stay inside again today Mr. Jones and me, we don't see each other much anymore