Mr. Jones (Live At Town Hall, NYC / 2007)
Right down at the New Amsterdam
Staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strike up a conversation
With this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
And we all want something beautiful
So come dance the silence down through the morning
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
Oh-huh
Cut up Maria, come on
Show me some of them Spanish dances
And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me, come on
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"
Standin' in this bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, hey
You should never be lonely
I, I, I, I wanna paint myself a picture
I can paint myself in blue and red and black
All the beautiful colors are very, very, very meaningful, you know
You know gray is my favorite color
I get so confused ever day
But if I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me
Look into the future
See all the beautiful women
She's looking at you, I don't think so
She's looking at me
Standing in the spotlight
I get myself a play guitar
When everybody loves me
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion, yeah
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We wanna be big stars
Yeah, but we get so fucked about that
But believe in me
Do you know I don't believe in anything?
'Cause you know
I just might be someone to believe, so come on children
Believe in me, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
Go stumbling through the barrio
Stare at all the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you
I just... I gotta get a girl for me"
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was just a little more funky
So when everybody loves you
What you say?
That's about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
Starin' at the video
When I look at my television, I wanna see me
She's staring right back at me
We wanna be big stars
We don't know how, we don't know why
When everybody loves me
I'm gonna eat some breakfast happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
Good evening, thank you so much for coming out
Staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strike up a conversation
With this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
And we all want something beautiful
So come dance the silence down through the morning
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
Oh-huh
Cut up Maria, come on
Show me some of them Spanish dances
And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me, come on
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"
Standin' in this bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, hey
You should never be lonely
I, I, I, I wanna paint myself a picture
I can paint myself in blue and red and black
All the beautiful colors are very, very, very meaningful, you know
You know gray is my favorite color
I get so confused ever day
But if I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me
Look into the future
See all the beautiful women
She's looking at you, I don't think so
She's looking at me
Standing in the spotlight
I get myself a play guitar
When everybody loves me
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion, yeah
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We wanna be big stars
Yeah, but we get so fucked about that
But believe in me
Do you know I don't believe in anything?
'Cause you know
I just might be someone to believe, so come on children
Believe in me, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
Go stumbling through the barrio
Stare at all the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you
I just... I gotta get a girl for me"
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was just a little more funky
So when everybody loves you
What you say?
That's about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
Starin' at the video
When I look at my television, I wanna see me
She's staring right back at me
We wanna be big stars
We don't know how, we don't know why
When everybody loves me
I'm gonna eat some breakfast happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
Good evening, thank you so much for coming out
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Mark Malley, Daniel John Vickrey, Charles Thomas Gillingham, David Lynn Bryson, Ben G. Mize, Adam Frederic Duritz, Steve Bowman
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