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Saturday, October 09, 2004 - ore 03:48
...For I'm not my former, it's hard when you're stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate, perhaps that’s what no one wants to see
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
I'm open, come inAperto per ferie. Forse
"So you wanna be a rock and roll star?
Well listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar
And take some time
And learn how to play
Just learn how to play
I was down at the New Amsterdam
Just'a starin' at this yellow haired girl
Mr Jones strikes up a conversation
With a black hair 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
Aw, cut up Maria
C’mon
Show me some of them Spanish dances
And pass me a bottle Mr Jones
Believe in me
C'mon
Help me believe in anything
Cause I wanna be someone who believes
Mr Jones and me
Tell each other fairy tales
We stare at the beautiful women
"She’s looking at you
Na, na, na, she’s looking at me"
Standing in this bright light
Comin' through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You should never be lonely
I wanna paint myself a picture
I wanna paint myself in blue and red and black and grey
All the beautiful colours are very very meaningful
Yeah, you know grey?
It’s my favourite colour
I just get so confused everyday
But if I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a grey guitar
And play
Mr Jones and me
Look into the future
We stare at all the beautiful women
"She’s looking at you
I don’t think so, she’s looking at me"
Standing in this spot light
Look at me, I got myself this grey guitar
Man when everybody loves me
I hope I never get lonely
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 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
Mr Jones and me
We just went stumbling through the barrio
We stare at all the beautiful women
"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
Sometimes that’s just about as fucked up as you can be
Well can’t ya 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 again today
Cause Mr Jones and me
We don’t see each other much anymore"
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