originally Mr. Jones by the Counting Crows I was down at the new Twinies eating a chocolate brownie Dr. Forbes strikes up a conversation with this black-haired CompSci student He programs while his classmate reads the paper He's suddenly got the answer We all want some type of answer man I wish I had the answer So come program this algorithm down through the morning Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Java codes Pass me the bottle, Dr. Forbes Believe in me Help me believe in any program cause I want to be someone who believes Dr. Forbes and me tell each other fairy tails about the programs he assigns "I'm not doing that well. Ah, no no, you are doing quite fine." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through the LSRC When everbody is coding, you can never be lonely I will program my picture Program myself in "for" and "while" and "if and "then" All the beautiful statements are very very meaningful Trees are my favorite collection I felt so brilliant yesterday. If I knew Blaise Pascal I would buy myself a new notebook and code Dr. Forbes and me would look into the future Code all those beautiful programs ""I'm not doing that well. Ah, no no, you are doing quite fine." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a new notebook When everbody is coding, you can never be lonely I will never be lonely I will never be lonely I want to be a rich man Everybody wants to pass CompSci 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 a programmer to believe Dr. Forbes and me are stumbling through the codes Yeah we stare at all the Tree exceptions "It's not perfect for you, Man, there's got to be another way for me." I want to be Dana Scott Dr. Forbes wishes he was someone just a little more clever When everybody helps program, son, that's about as clever as you can be Dr. Forbes and me staring at the laptop screen when I look at the computer, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big big star's but we don't know why and we don't yet know how But when everyone programs, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be Dr. Forbes and me, we're gonna be big stars... Original Song Mr. Jones by the 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 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 st are 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..