Antiquarius feat. Jr Marra, Daniel Marra, Léo Gomes, Betão, Patrick de Paula & Nilton Matões -
Overground (Cover)
Mr. Jones - Cover
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
Learn how to play
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 this silence down through the morning
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
Uh-huh
Cut up, Maria!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna 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"
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, Imma 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'll never be lonely
I'll never be lonely
'Cause I'm never gonna be lonely
I wanna be a lion
Eh, everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big, big stars, yeah
But we've got different reasons for that
Believe in me
'Cause I don't believe in anything
And I, I wanna be someone
To believe, to believe, to believe, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
Stumbling through the barrio, yeah!
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 loves you
I wanna be
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 wanna be big, big stars
But we don't know why
And we don't know how
But when everybody loves me
That's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
Well, listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar
And take some time
Learn how to play
Learn how to play
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 this silence down through the morning
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
Uh-huh
Cut up, Maria!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
'Cause I wanna 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"
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, Imma 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'll never be lonely
I'll never be lonely
'Cause I'm never gonna be lonely
I wanna be a lion
Eh, everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big, big stars, yeah
But we've got different reasons for that
Believe in me
'Cause I don't believe in anything
And I, I wanna be someone
To believe, to believe, to believe, yeah
Mr. Jones and me
Stumbling through the barrio, yeah!
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 loves you
I wanna be
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 wanna be big, big stars
But we don't know why
And we don't know how
But when everybody loves me
That's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me
We're gonna be big stars
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Gillingham, Steve Bowman, Matthew Malley, David Bryson, Adam Duritz
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