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You Oughta Know

Maret 11, 2009

I want you to know that I’m happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theater?
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother

Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, ’til you died
But you’re still alive

(chorus)
And I’m here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her

Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, ’til you died
But you’re still alive

(repeat chorus)

Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And i’m not going to fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And everytime I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope you feel it … well can you feel it?

Iklan

Ironic

Maret 11, 2009

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn’t it ironic… don’t you think

(chorus)
It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
“Well, isn’t this nice.”
And isn’t it ironic … don’t you think

It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything’s okay and everything’s going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything’s gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you’re already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic… don’t you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think…

It’s like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
Helping you out

Hands Clean

Maret 11, 2009

Album : Under Rug Swept
Submitted by : £ittlê ¥åm‡-[600s]
Corrected by : Caroke
Rated : 9.3 (121 votes)

If it weren’t for your maturity
none of this would have happened
If you weren’t so wise beyond your years
I would’ve been able to control myself
If it weren’t for my attention
you wouldn’t have been successful and if
If it weren’t for me
you would never have amounted to very much

Bridge:
Ooh this could be/get messy
But you don’t seem to mind
Ooh don’t go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

Chorus:
We’ll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you’ve washed your hands clean of this

You’re essentially an employee
and I like you having to depend on me
You’re a kind of protege
and one day you’ll say you learned all you know from me and
I know you depend on me
like a young thing would to a guardian
I know you sexualize me
like a young thing would and I think I like it

Bridge

Chorus

What part of our history’s reinvented and under rug swept?
What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
What with this distance it seems so obvious?
Just make sure you don’t tell on me
especially to members of your family
We best keep this to ourselves
and not tell any members of our inner posse
I wish I could tell the world
cuz you’re such a pretty thing when you’re done up properly
I might want to marry you one day
if you watch that weight and keep your firm body

Hand In My Pocket

Maret 11, 2009

I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy, yeah
I’m high but I’m grounded
I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed
I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine fine fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I’m sober
I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working, yeah
I care but I’m restless
I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I’m free but I’m focused
I’m green but I’m wise
I’m hard but I’m friendly baby
I’m sad but I’m laughing
I’m brave but I’m chicken shit
I’m sick but I’m pretty baby

What it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything’s just fine fine fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab…

King Of Pain

Maret 11, 2009

There’s a little black spot on the sun today
It’s the same old thing as yesterday
There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top
There’s a flag pole rag and the wind won’t stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running ’round my brain
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain

There’s a fossil that trapped in a high cliff wall
That’s my soul up there
There’s a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
That’s my soul up there
There’s a blue whale beached by a springtide’s ebb
That’s my soul up there
There’s a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running ’round my brain
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain

There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There’s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

There’s a red fox torn by a huntman’s pack
There’s a black winged gull with a broken back
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
It’s the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running ’round my brain
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
But it’s my destiny to be the queen of pain

Queen of pain
I’ll always be queen of pain
Queen of pain
I’ll always be queen of pain

Uninvited

Maret 11, 2009

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded women
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you’re not allowed
You’re Uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat hard telling
To watch shepherd meet shepherd
But you, you’re not allowed
You’re Uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Like any uncharted territory
I must be greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this, is not allowed
You’re Uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don’t think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate

Hand In My Pocket

Maret 11, 2009

I’m broke but I’m happy … I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy … yeah
I’m high but I’m grounded … I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed
I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine … fine … fine …
Cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I’m sober … I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working … yeah …
I care but I’m restless … I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry … baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright
Cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I’m free but I’m focused … I’m green but I’m wise
I’m hard but I’m friendly baby … I’m sad but I’m laughing
I’m brave but I’m chicken shit … I’m sick but I’m pretty baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano
And what it all comes down to my friends … yeah
Is that everything’s just fine … fine …fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab

The Couch

Maret 11, 2009

You hadn’t seen your father in such a long time
He died in the arms of his lover how dare he
Your mother never left the house
She never married anyone else you took it upon yourself to console her

You reminded her so much of your father
So you were banished and you wonder wh you’re so hypersensitive
And why you can’t trust anyone but us
But then how can I begin to forgive her so many years under bridges with
dirty water
She was foolish and selfish and cowardly if you ask me

I don’t know where to begin in all of my 50 odd years
I have been silently suffering and adapting perpetuating and enduring
Who are you younger generation to tell me that I have unresolved problems
Not many examples of fruits of this type of excruciating labour

How can you just throw words around like grieve and heal and mourn
I feel fine we may not have been born as awake as you were
It was much harder in those days we had paper routes uphill both ways
We went from school to a job to a wife to instant parenthood

I walked into his office I felt so self-conscious on the couch
He was sitting down across from me he was writing down his hypothesis I don’t
know
I’ve got a loving supportive wife who doesn’t know how involved she should get
You say his interjecting was him just calling me on my shit?

Just the other day my sweet daughter I was driving past 203 I walked up the
stairs in my mind’s eye
I remember how they would creak loudly
She was only responsive with a drink he was only responsive by photo
I was only trying to be the best big brother I could

I’ve walked sometimes confused sometimes ready to crack open wide
Sometimes indignant sometimes raw
Can you imagine I pay him 75 dollars an hour sometimes
it feels like highway robbery and sometimes it’s peanuts
I wish it could last a couple more hours

So here we both are battling similar demons (not coincidentally)
You see n getting beyond knowing it solely intellectually you’re not
relinquishing your majestry
You are wise you are warm you are courageous you are big
And I love you more now than I ever have in my whole life

Joining You

Maret 11, 2009

*_Joining You_*

Dear dar(lin’) your mom (my friend) left a message on my machine she was
frantic
Saying you were talking crazy that you wanted to do away with yourself
I guess she thought i’d be a perfect resort because we’ve had this
Inexplicable connection since our youth and
Yes they’re in shock they are panicked you and your chronic them and their
drama
You this embarrassment us in the middle of this delusion
If we were our bodies
If we were our futures
If we were our defenses i’d be joining you
If we were our culture
If we were our leaders
If we were our denials i’d be joining you
I remember vividly a day years ago we were camping you knew more than you
Thought you should know
You said “I don’t want ever to be brainwashed” and you were mindboggling you
were intense
You were uncomfortable in your own skin you were thirsty but mostly you were
beautiful
If we were our nametags
If we were our rejections
If we were our outcomes i’d be joining you
If we were our indignities
If we were our successes
If we were our emotions i’d be joining you
You and I we’re like 4 year olds we want to know why and how come about
everything
we want to reveal ourselves at will and speak our minds and never talk small
and be intuitive
And question mightily and find god my tortured beacon we need to find
like-minded companions
If we were their condemnations
If we were their projections
If we were our paranoias i’d be joining you
If we were our incomes
If we were our obsession
If we were our afflictions i’d be joining you
We need reflection we need a really good memory feel free to call me a little
more often

Here we go

Maret 11, 2009

Here we go, one more time
Everybody’s feeling fine
Here we go now
(Yes yes yes, here we go)
(‘N Sync has got the flow)
Bounce your head to the beat
We’ve got everything you need
Here we go now
(Yes yes yes, here we go)
(‘N Sync has got the flow)

Here we go just one more time
And everybody’s feeling fine
Here we go now
Here we go, yeah
If you wanna party with us
Just feel free and feel the rhythm
Here we go now
Here we go

You know the party’s here
Sing along and have no fear
‘N Sync is here to make you people scream
Now is the time for us to reunite
Come on party people, there’s a party going on tonight

Tonight is the night
Everything’s gonna be all right
Just get up, feel the flow
And here we go

CHORUS

Let’s sing it one more time
Everybody’s feeling fine
We’ve got the skills to keep this party pumping baby
Keep dancing all night long
Until the break of dawn
Come on party people, there’s a party going on tonight

Tonight is the night
Everything’s gonna be all right
Just get up, feel the flow
And here we go

CHORUS

(Keep dancing all night long)
Yeah
(Break of dawn, oh)
You gotta do what you feel, do what you like yeah
(Keep dancing all night long)
Come on and keep on dancing
(Break of dawn, oh)
Here we go…here we go