Mr. Jones
Counting Crows Lyrics

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la Mmm Uh huh
Opening of the song with the singer humming a tune.

I was down at the New Amsterdam Staring at this yellow-haired girl
The singer sees a girl and is intrigued by her.

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 And we all want something beautiful Man, I wish I was beautiful
The singer meets a flamenco dancer and admires her beauty, wishing he was as beautiful as her.

So come dance the silence down through the morning Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah Uh huh, yeah
An invitation to dance and enjoy the moment.

Cut up, Maria Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
The singer asks Maria to show her Spanish dance moves and Mr. Jones for a drink.

Believe in me Help me believe in anything 'Cause I wanna be someone who believes Yeah
The singer wants someone to have faith in him and become a believer.

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 Smilin' in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you You can never be lonely
The singer shares stories with Mr. Jones and they both admire beautiful women. They both feel less alone with the attention they get.

Well, I'm gon' 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
The singer wants to express himself creatively with paint and music. He also admires the color gray for its symbolism.

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 will never be lonely I will never be lonely Said I'm never gonna be lonely
The singer and Mr. Jones think about their future and continue to admire beautiful women. The singer believes that with fame he will never be lonely.

I wanna be a lion Yeah, everybody wanna pass as cats We all wanna be big, big stars Yeah, 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 Yeah
The singer wants to be fierce and powerful like a lion, but he also wants people to believe in him even though he doesn't believe in much himself.

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 loves you, ah son That's just about as funky as you can be
The singer and Mr. Jones navigate through the barrio and continue to admire beautiful women. The singer wants to be like Bob Dylan, while Mr. Jones wishes he was funkier. Being loved by everybody is the ultimate level of coolness.

Mr. Jones and me Staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me Staring right back at me We all wanna be big stars But we don't know why, and we don't know how But when everybody loves me I wanna be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me We're gonna be big stars
The singer and Mr. Jones watch TV and desire to see themselves on it. They want fame and happiness, but don't necessarily know how to get it. They declare that they will be big stars.