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Counting Crows - Mr. Jones



I was down at the New Amsterdam
staringat this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this
black- haired flamenco dancer
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
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 want to 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. 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
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
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
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
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars,
But we all got different reasons for that
Believe in me because I don"t believe in anything
And I want to be someone to believe
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 want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, son,
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 want to see me staring right back at me
We all want to be big stars
But we don"t know why
And we don"t know how
But when everybody loves me
I"m going to be just about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we"re gonna be big stars...

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Counting Crows - Round Here



Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where? I don"t know
Maria says she"s dying
Through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don"t know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she"d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she"s walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she"s close to understanding Jesus
She knows she"s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she"s nervous
Round here we"re carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she"s slipping through my hands
Sleeping children better run like the wind
out of the lightning dream
Mama"s little baby better get herself in
out of the lightning
She says "it"s only in my head"
She says "Shhh I know it"s only in my head"
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says "Man you should try to take a shot
Can"t you see my walls are crumbling?"
Then she looks up at the building
Says she"s thinking of jumping
She says she"s tired of life
She must be tired of something
Round here she"s always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we"re never sent to bed early
and nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can"t see nothing.. nothing round here
Will you catch if I"m falling
Will you catch me if I"m falling
Will you catch me cause I"m falling down on you
I said I"m under the gun around here
I"m innocent I"m under the gun around here
And I can"t see nothing
Nothing round here

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Поздравявам всички, които харесват тази музика. А за да бъде харесана, тя трябва първо да бъде разбрана. Само едно не ми е ясно - тия хора как може да са толкова талантливи.