Felicidades a vc seu amado e familia

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LVign e you Boy friend skateboard

Sing very happy

Legal

One day i go for your countre e go from a plaanet of you, very good in your plaanet intro your?

God shows

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Increible los SP pero deben regresar a un concierto solo para un Setlist más completo como lo hicieron en Inglaterra y Francia

She is My…❤️🖤…Forever…

Fue increíble

I was there too and it was spectacular!!!!

Increible show !!! Deben regresar los Pumpkins pero ya no a un festival, concierto solo ellos para un Setlist más completo como en Inglaterra o Francia

Ella no es la original es una copia la original murio😢

Que emoción ver Avril en Barcelona☺️

4:53, nice panty flashing there. More of them plase

2:20, more crotch shot plesae!

Step out the front door like a ghost Into the fog where no one notices The contrast of white on white In between the moon and you The angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right Well, I walk in the air between the rain Through myself and back again Where? I don't know Maria says she's dying Through the door I hear her crying Why? I don't know 'Round here we always stand up straight 'Round here something radiates Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus She parks her car outside of my house And takes her clothes off Says she's close to understanding Jesus And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous 'Round here we're carving out our names 'Round here we all look the same 'Round here we talk just like lions But we sacrifice like lambs 'Round here she's slipping through my hands Sleeping children better run like the wind Out of the lightning dream Mama's little baby better get herself in Out of the lightning She says, "It's only in my head." She says, "Shh I know it's only in my head." But the girl on the car in the parking lot Says, "Man you should try to take a shot Can't you see my walls are crumbling?" Then she looks up at the building And says she's thinking of jumping She says she's tired of life She must be tired of something 'Round here she's always on my mind 'Round here hey man got lots of time 'Round here we're never sent to bed early And nobody makes us wait 'Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late I I can't see nothing, nothing, 'round here You catch me if I'm falling You catch me if I'm falling You catch me 'cause I'm falling down on you I said, "I'm under the gun..." 'Round here Oh, man, I said, "I'm under the gun..." 'Round here Well, I can't see nothing, nothing 'Round here

Shalalala la la la Uh huh I was down at the New Amsterdam 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 Man, I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Shalalala la la la la, yeah Uh huh, yeah cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances And pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me, help me believe in anything 'Cause I wanna be someone who believes, yeah Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales And we 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 Well, I'm gonna paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful Yeah, well, you know 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 Yeah, we 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'll never be lonely Said I'm never gonna be lonely I wanna be a lion Yeah, everybody wants to pass as cats We all wanna be big, big stars, yeah But we got different reasons for that Believe in me, 'cause I don't believe in anything And I, I wanna be someone to believe To believe, to believe, yeah! 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 loves you, ah 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 wanna see me Staring right back at me We all wanna be big stars But we don't know why, and we don't know how But when everybody loves me I wanna be just about as happy as I can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars

00:03 Nice one

Capo un temazo ms jones

Capo casting crowu con mr jones

1:48 And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls A long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving Now the days go by so fast And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven I wish you would The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once, you look across a crowded room To see the way that light attaches to a girl And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California I think you should Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 AM And talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower Makes you talk a little lower About the things you could not show her And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it's one more day up in the canyon And it's one more night in Hollywood It's been so long since I've seen the ocean I guess I should

I feel old just for remembering them. I was just listening to them the other day, which is probably why this is as recommended.

Yo estuve alli en ese concierto, solo les falto tocar perfect blue buildings pero igual conciertazo

saw them in Padova last week, what a frickin band

Thank you, Ricardo! What a gift!

That mandolin, though

My most favorite song from Counting Crows.

Wow!!!!

crowd seems great! did you record holiday in spain?

'que guapo ! una teletransportacion

Gran concierto! Fantástica canción! La mejor sin duda.

Awesome video!! The crowd was so into it. Pretty cool!