- This is a song about my dreams.
So you wanna be a rock and roll star
Well, listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar, take some time
And learn how to play
Just learn how to play
I was down in the New Amsterdam
Just 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
And we all want something beautiful
And I wish I was beautiful, la la la la
Oh, 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 wanna 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, no no no, she's looking at me"
Standing in this bright light
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You'll just never be lonely
Well, I wanna paint myself a picture
I wanna paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All the beautiful colors
Are very, very meaningful
Yeah, you know gray, it's my favorite color
I just get so confused every day
But if I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me, oh
Look into the future
We stare at all the beautiful women
"Yeah, but she's looking at you, I don't think so, she's lookin' at me"
Standing in the spotlight
Look at me, I, I got myself this gray guitar, man
When everybody loves me
I hope I never get lonely, aaah
Yeah, I wanna be a lion
I know, I know, everybody wants to pass as cats
We, we all wanna be big, big, big, big, big stars
Yeah, but then we'd get second thoughts about that
So believe in me, man
I don't believe in anything
And I don't wanna be someone
To believe, you should not believe in me
'Cause Mr. Jones and me
Went stumbling through the barrio
We stare at all the beautiful women
"Hey man, she's perfect for you, there's got to be someone for me"
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
Well, man, when everybody loves you
So Tom, that's just about as fucked up as you can be
Well, can't you hear me
'Cause I'm screamin'
But I did not go outside
Yesterday
Oh, don't wake me
'Cause I was dreamin'
And I might just stay inside, yeah
Today
'Cause Mr. Jones and me
We don't see each other much anymore
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