Mr. Jones

Mr. Jones lyrics — Counting Crows

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar S
he's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful 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
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. Uh, 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 never gonna be..lonely
I wanna to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me, because I don't believe in anything
And I want to be someone to believe, 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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We live the observed life

Don Dodge on The Next Big Thing: Living the observed life in the digital world

Bill Gates once said "We live the observed life". Translation...assume that everything you say, write, or do will be reviewed by a team of lawyers...with the worst of intentions.



Working on personal computers does not mean everything we do is personal and private. Email is an impersonal and informal type of communication. We sometimes write things in email that we wouldn't say face to face, or even on the telephone. Instant Messaging is even more informal. Some think that when the session ends the message vanishes. Not always. Some services log and archive IMs.

Sarah the Victorious

Defeated by Sarah. A sad day, indeed. 

Me and Lacey

Taken Sept 2003, I think. 

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