Alanis Morissette
Princes Familiar
please be philosophical
please be tapped into your femininity
please be able to take the wheel from me
please be crazy and curious
papa love your princess so that she will find looving princes familiar
papa cry for your princess so that she will find gentle princes familiar
please be a sexaholic
please be unpredictably miserable
please be self absorbed much (not the good kind)
please be addicted to some substance
papa listen to your princess so that she will find attentive princes familiar
papa hear your princess so that she will find curious princes familiar
please be the jerk of my knee i've fit you always
you finish my sentences I think I love you
what is your name again no matter I'm guessing your thoughts again correctly
and I love the way you press my buttons so much sometimes I could strangle you
papa laugh with your princess so that she will find funny princes familiar
papa respect your princess so that she will find respectful princes familiar
please be strangely enigmatic
please be just like my...
These are the Thoughts
these are the thoughts that go through my head
in my backyard on a Sunday afternoon
when I have the house to myself and I'm
not expending all that energy on fighting with
my boyfriend
is he the one that I will marry? Why is it so hard to be
objective about myself? why do i feel cellularly alone?
am I supposed to live in this crazy city? can blindly continued fear-induced
regurgitated life-denying tradition be overcome?
where does the money go that I send to those in need?
if we have so much why do some people have nothing still? why do i feel
frantic when i first wake up in the morning?
why do you say you are spiritual yet you treat people like shit?
how can you say you're close to god
and yet you talk behind my back as though i am not part of you?
why do i say I'm fine when it's
obvious I am not why's it so hard to tell you what I want?
why can't you just read my mind?
why do i fear that the quieter I am the less you will listen
why do i care whether you like me or not
why's it so hard for me to be angry?
why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck
and not the other way around?
will I ever move back to canada? can I be with a lover with
whome I am a student and master? why am i encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets close
to home why cannot I live in the moment?
No Pressure Over Cappuccino
And you're like a 90's Jesus
and you revel in your psychosis
how dare you
And you sample concepts like hors d'euvres
And you eat their questions for dessert
Is it just me or is it hot in here
And you're like a 90's Kennedy
And you're really a million years old
You can't fool me
They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots
And they'll stumble around like hypocrites
Is it just me or is it dark in here?
Well you may never be or have a husband
you may never have or hold a child
You will learn to lose everything
we are temporary arrangements
And you're like a 90's Noah
And they laughed at you as you packed all of your things
And they wonder why you're frustrated
And they wonder why you're so angry
And is it just me or are you fed up?
And may god bless you in your travels
in your conquests and queries....
Jagged Little Pill
All I Really Want
Do I stress you out
my sweater is on backwards and inside out
and you say how appropriate
i don't want to dissect everything today
i don't want to pick you apart you see
but i can't help it
there i go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
slap me with a splintered ruler
and it would knowck me to the floor if i wasn't there already
if only i could hunt the hunter
and all i really want is some patience
a way to calm the angry voice
and all i really want is deliverance
do i wear you out
you must wonder why i'm relentless and all strung out
i'm consumed by the chill of solitary
i'm like estella
i like to reel it in and then spit it out
i'm frustrated by your apathy
and i am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
if only i could meet the maker
and I am fascinated by the spiritual man
i am humbled by his humble nature
what i wouldn't give to find a soulmate
someone else to catch this drift
and what i couldn't give to meet a kindred
enough about me let's talk about you for a minute
enough about you let's talk about life for a while
the conflict, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
falling all around......all around......
why are you so petrified of silence?
here can you handle this?
did you think about your bills your ex your deadlines
or when you think you're gonna die
or did you long for the next distraction
and all i need now is intellectual intercourse
a soul to dig the hole much deeper
and i have no concept of time other than it is flying
if only i could kill the killer
all i really want is come peace man
a place to find the common ground
and all i really want is a wavelength
all i really want is some comfort
a way to get my hands untied
and all i really want is some justice
You Oughta Know
I want you to know that I"m happy for you
i wish nothing bu tthe best for you both
an older version of me
is she perverted like me
would she go down on you in a theatre
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
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
and 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
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
Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
and i'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes and you know it
and every time i scratch my nails down someone else's back i hope you feel it well can you feel it
Perfect
Sometimes is never quite enough
if you're flawless then you'll win my love
don't forget to win first place
don't forget to keep that smile on your face
be a good boy
try a little harder
you've got to measure up
and make me prouder
how long before you screw it up
how many times do i have to tell you to hurry up
with everything i do for you
the least you could do is keep quiet
be a good girl
you've gotta try a little harder
that simply wasn't good enough
to make us proud
i'll live through you i'll make you what i never was
if you're the best then maybe so am i
compared to him compared to her
i'm doing this for your own damn good
you'll make up for what i blew
what's the problem why are you crying
be a good boy
push a little farther now
that wasn't fast enough
to make us happy
we'll love you just the way you are if you're perfect
Hand in my Pocket
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
and 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 a 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 yes
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
Right Through You
Wait a minute man
you mispronounced my name
you didn't wait for all the information before you turned me away
wait a minute sir
you kind of hurt my feelings
you see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet and you've got meal a meal ticket taste
Chorus: I see right through you
i know right through you
i feel right through you
i walk right through you
you took me for a joke
you took me for a child
you took a long hard look at my ass and then played golf for a while
your shake is like a fish
you pat me on the head
you took me out to wine dine 69 me but didn't hear a damn word i said
chorus
hello mr man
you didn't think i'd come back
you didn't think i'd show up with my army and this ammunition on my back
now that i'm miss thing
now that i'm a zillionaire
you scan the credits forr your name and wonder why it's not there
chorus
Forgiven
You know how us Catholic girls can be
we make up for so much time a little too late
i never forgot it confusing as it was
no fun with no guilt feelings
the sinners the saviors the loverless priests
i'll see you next sunday
chorus: we all had our reasons to be there
we all had a thing or two to learn
we all needed something to cling to
so we did
i sang alleluia in the choir
i confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man
my brothers they never went blind for what they did but
i may as well have
in the name of the father the skeptic and the son
i had one more stupid question
chorus
what i learned i rejected but i believe again
i will suffer the consequence of this inquisition
if i jump in this fountain will i be forgiven
chorus
we all had delusions in our head
we all had our minds made up for us
we had to believe in something
so we did
You Learn
I recommend getting you heart trampled on to anyone
I recommend walking around naked in your living room
swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
it feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
wait until the dust settles
chorus: you live you learn
you love you learn
you cry you learn
you lose you learn
you bleed you learn
you scream you learn
i recommend biting of more than you can chew to anyone
i certainly do
o recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time
feel free
throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
hold it up (to the rays)
you wait and see when the smoke clears
chorus
you grive you learn
you choke you learn
you laugh you learn
you choose you learn
you pray you learn
you ask you learn
you live you learn
Head Over Feet
I had no choice but to hear you
you stated your case time and again
i thought about it
you treat me like i'm a princess
i'm not used to liking that
you ask how my day was
chorus: you've already won me over in spite of me
don't be alarmed if i fall head over feet
don't be surprised if i love you for all that you are
i couldn't help it it's all your fault
your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
you're so much braver than i give you credit for
that's not lip service
chorus
you are the better of unconditional things
you held your breath and the door for me
thanks for your patience
you're the best listener that i've ever met
you're my best friend
best friend with benefits
what took me so long
i've never felt this healthy before
i've never wanted something rational
i am aware now
i am aware now
chorus
Mary Jane
What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day
As you place the don't disturb sign on the door
You losst your place in line again, what a pity
you never seem to want to dance anymore
It's a long way down on this roller coaster
the last chance streetcar went off the track
and you're on it
I hear you're counting sheep again Mary Jane
What's the point in trying to dream anymore
I hear you're losing weight again Mary Jane
Did you ever wonder who you're losing it for
Well it's full speed baby in the wrong direction
There's a few more bruises if that's the way
You insist on heading
Please be honest Mary Jane
Are you happy
Please don't censor your tears
You're the sweet crusader
and you're on your way
Yo'ure the last great innocent
And that's why I love you
So take this moment Mary Jane and be selfish
All that matters Mary Jane is your freedom
Keep warm my dear, keep dry
Tell me
Tell me
What's the matter Mary Jane...
Ironic
An old man turned 98
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
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?
Chorus
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
when you think everything's ok 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 ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
it's meeting the man of my dreams and meeting his beautiful wife
and isn't it ironic...don't you think
a little too ironic...and yeah i really do think
chorus
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
life has a funny funny way of helping you out
helping you out
Not the Doctor
I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey hidden in the bottom of the drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Chorus: Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the hole along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon
I don't want to be your other half I believe that 1 and 1 make 2
I don't want to be your food or the light from the fridge on your face at midnight
Hey what are you hungry for
I don't want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
I don't want to be your idol
see this pdestal is high and I'm afraid of heights
I don't want to be lived through
A vicarious occassion Please
open the window
Chorus
I don't want to live on someday when my motto is last week
I don't want to be responsible for your fractured heart
and it's wounded beat
I don't want to be a substitute for the smoke you've been inhaling
What do you thank me
What do you thank me for
chorus
Wake Up
You like snow but only if it's warm
You like rain but only if it's dry
No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
No fundemental excuse for the granted that I'm taken for
Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much
You sit and you wait to receive
There's an obvious attraction to the path of least resistance in your life
There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistence could make you try tonight
Cause it's easy not to
so much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
to you to you to you to you to you
There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy with his head in his hands
There's an underestimated and impatient little girl raising her hand
but it's easy not to so much easier not to
and what goes around never comes around to you
to you to you
get up get up get up off of it
get out get outta here enough already
get up get up get up off of it
wake up
Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie
Front Row
do you go to the dungeon to find out how to make peace with your days in the dungeon
writing a letter to you didn't make me feel any more peaceful than how I felt when we weren't speaking
because I didn't cop to what I did
I can't love you because we're supposed to have professional boundaries
I'd like you to be schooled and in awe as though you were kissed by God full on the lips
I'm in the front row the front row with popcorn
I get to see you see you close up
I'm too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one
one minute I want to banish you the next I want to be on a deserted island with you along with my three favorite cd's ambivalent yet in your bed we've yet to acknowledge what really happened
slid into the ditch I have this overwhelming loss of ambition
we said let's name thirty good reasons why we shouldn't be together
I started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersery (too far)"
you started saying things like "you belong in the world" all of which could have been easily refuted
but the conversation was hypothetical I am totally short of breath for you why can't you shut your stuff off...
i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn I get to see you close up
and I laughed until my lungs hurt I love you how you bust my chops you don't always
feel seen sometimes you feel eraseable unfortunately I cannot reciprocate in my
current state I think we should be careful of how much time we spend together
........for a while I'm speaking you know how much you hate to be interrupted
maybe spend some more time alone fill up your proverbial cup so that it doesn't always have to be about you
i've been wanting your undivided attention
I like the fact that you're nothing like me are you not burdened by the lack of perspective people have of your charmed life (seemingly)?
I'm in the front row the front row with popcorn
I get to see you see you close up
you never meant to be ungrateful nor held up to be whipped or wept for
certainly not analyzed prodded at more ways than one apparently you've been misrepresented dealing with the concept of arrows being slung towards your outrageous fortune
hey I'm not mad at you guardian I'm mad at myself for spending so much time with you
and your jeckl and hydeness I'm glad I figuratively slapped you on the wrist you laughed a wicked laugh
and said "come here and let me clip your wings!" (I know he's blood but you can still turn him away you do't owe him anything)
"raise the roof" he yelled "yeah raise the roof!" I yelled back. (unfortunately you needed a health scare to reprioritize) no thanks to the soap box. having me rile against them won't make an ounce of difference
i'm in the front row the front row with popcorn
i get to see you see you close up
oh the things I've done for you many a sitch a friend a man's been left for you
oh the books I've read for you the tongues I've bitten for you
many a new city for you many a risk taken for you (not a single regret)
Baba
i've seen them knel with baited breath for the ritual
i've watched this experience raise them to pseudo higher levels
i've watched them leave their families in pursuit of your nirvana
i've seen them coming to line up from switzerland and america
how long will this take baba
how long have we been sleeping
do you see me hanging on to
every word you say
how soon will i be holy
how much will this cost guru
how much longer 'til you
completely absolve me
i've seen them give their drugs up in place of makeshift altars
i've heard them chanting kali kali frantically
i've heard them rotely repeat your teachings with elitism
i've seen them boasting robes and foreign sandalwood beads
i've seen them overlooking god int heir own essence
i've seen their upward glances in hopes of salvation
i've seen their righteousness mixed without loving compassion
i've watched you smile as the students bow to kiss your feet
give me strength all knowing one
how long 'til elightenment
how much longer 'til you
completely absolve me
Thank U
how bout getting off of these antibiotics
how bout stopping eating when I'm full up
how bout them transparent dangling carrots
how bout that ever elusive kudo
thank you india
thank you terror
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence
how bout me not blaming you for everything
how bout me enjoying the moment for once
how bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
how bout grieving it all one at a time
thank you india
thank you terror
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence
the moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it
was the moment i touched down