Mr Jones Live Acoustic lyrics

So you wanna be a rock n` roll star?

Well, listen now to what I say

Just get an electric guitar

And take some time

Learn how to play

Just learn how to play



Well, I was down at the New Amsterdam

Just staring at this yellow-haired girl

Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamingo dancer

You know she dances while his father plays guitar

And she`s suddenly beautiful

And we all want something beautiful

Man, I wish I was beautiful...



Lalalala



Oh, cut up, Maria

Come on, show me some of them Spanish dances

And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones

Oh, believe in me, come on, help me believe in anything

`Cause I wanna be someone who believes



Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairytales

And we stare at the beautiful women

"She`s looking at you, nananana, she`s looking at me"

Standing in this bright light coming through his 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 gray

All the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful

Yeah, you know gray?

It`s my favorite color

I just get so confused every day

But if I knew Picasso, I would buy myself a gray guitar and play



Mr. Jones and me look into the future

We stare at all the beautiful women

"Man, she`s looking at you, man, I don`t think so she`s looking at me"

Standing in this spotlight

Look at me I, I got myself this gray guitar

Man, when everybody loves me

I hope I never get lonely



Lalalala



Yeah, I wanna be a lion

I know, I know, everybody wants to pass as cats

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 don`t believe in anything

And I don`t 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

"Man, 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

Well, man, when everybody loves you

Sometimes that`s just about as fucked up as you can be

Well, can`t you hear me cause I`m dreaming

But I did not go outside yesterday

Oh, don`t wake me cause I was dreaming

And I might just stay inside again today

`Cause Mr. Jones and me, we don`t see each other much anymore...
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