“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 love you
Ah son, that's just about as funky as you can be…” –Counting Crows, “Mr. Jones”
I have always loved this song. It came on today while I was riding with my friend and, man, it just made me happy, even though the song itself is based just as much in sadness as in joy. But something about that was perfect for the moment, so I sang along and just felt the moment. And that was enough.
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