Hand In My Pocket Single, 1995
Hands Clean Single, 2002
Head Over Feet Single, 1997
AND
Ironic Single, 1996
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WHERE YOU CAN FIND IT | SONG |
Hand In My Pocket Single (US/Australia)/Hand In My Pocket Promo (UK) | Hand In My Pocket (Clean Album Version) |
Hand In My Pocket Single (Japan) | Not The Doctor (Live In Japan) |
Hands Clean Single Part 2 (Australia) | Awakening Americans |
Hands Clean Single Part 2 (Australia) | Symptoms |
Head Over Feet Single (UK/Australia/Japan)/Head Over Feet EP (Japan/Germany)/All I Really Want Single (UK) | Hand In My Pocket (Live from Brisbane) |
Head Over Feet Single (Japan/UK/Australia/North America)/Hand in my Pocket Single Part 2 (UK)/Head Over Feet EP (Japan/Germany) | Right Through You (Live from Michigan) |
Head Over Feet Single (Japan/UK/Australia/North America)/Head Over Feet EP (Japan/Germany)/Video/You Learn Single (Japan) | You Learn (Live from Michigan) (Live Video Version) |
Ironic Single (UK/France) | All I Really Want (Live/Acoustic) |
Ironic Single (North America/Japan/Australia)/Hand in my Pocket Single #2 (UK) | Forgiven (Live From Tokyo) |
Ironic Single (UK/France) | Mary Jane (Live/Acoustic) |
Ironic Single (North America/Japan/Australia)/Hand in my Pocket Single (UK #1, Japan) | Not the Doctor (Modern Rock Live from L.A.) |
Ironic Single (North America/Japan/Australia)/You Learn Single (Germany/Australia) | Wake Up (Modern Rock Live from L.A.) |
Ironic Single (Japan) | You Oughta Know (Live/Acoustic) |
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Hand In My Pocket Single
Hand In My Pocket (Clean Album Version)
Im broke
but Im happy
Im poor but Im kind
Im short but Im healthy, ye-eah
Im high but Im grounded
Im sane but Im overwhelmed
Im lost but Im hopeful, baby
And what it all comes down to
Is that everythings gonna be fine fine fine
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but Im sober
Im young and Im underpaid
Im tired but Im working, ye-eah
I care but Im restless
Im here but Im really gone
Im wrong and Im sorry, baby
And what it all comes down to
Is that everythings gonna be quite alright
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
[Brief Harmonica Solo, courtesy Alanis]
And what it all comes down to
Is that I havent got it all figured out just yet
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
Im free but Im focused
Im green but Im wise
Im hard but Im friendly, baby
Im sad but Im laughing
Im brave but Im chicken sh-
Im sick but Im pretty baby
And what it all boils down to
Is that no ones really got it figured out just yet
But Ive 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 everythings just fine fine fine
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Not The Doctor (Live In Japan)
[Cheers/Applause]
[Spoken:] This is Nick Lashley on guitar let's hear it for him
[Cheers] Chris Chaney on Bass [Cheers] Taylor Hawkins on drums
[Cheers] and Jessy Tobias on guitar [Cheers] And you are?
[Cheers] Good to meet you!
I dont want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
and
I dont want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
And I dont want to be the bandage if the wound is not mine
and
Lend me some fresh air I-ee-I-I-I
And I dont want to be adored for what I merely represent to
you and
I dont want to be your baby-sitter
Youre a very big boy now
I dont want to be your mother
I didnt carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
Ya see its too much to ask for and I am not the doctor,
No no oh oh, oh oh, I am not the no oh aye ee aye
And I dont want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you
walk upon
And I dont want to be your other half I believe that one
and one make two
I dont want to be your food or the light from the fridge
on your face at midnight
Hey, what are you hungry for? Yi ee aye
I dont want to be the glue that holds your pieces together
And I dont want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and Im afraid of heights
And I dont want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please, open the window-ow, hey
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
Ya see its too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
No no no oh oh, I am not the! No...
And last but not least:
I dont want to live on someday when my motto is last week,
and I
I dont want to be responsible for your fractured heart
And its wounded beat and
I dont want to be a substitute for the smoke youve
been inhalin
Well what do you thank me
What do you thank me for?
Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see its too much to ask for and I am not the
docto-o-o-o-o-o-ah-ee-oh-ee-ah-ee-oh-ee-ah-ee-oh-ee-ah-ee-oh-ee-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ho, la la lie yi ho, ah oh ho ho, ee ya ee ah yi
Oh oh oh oh, oh hi ho oh oh oh ah ah ah ah ah aye
Ho oh oh oh oy, ha ah hey yi oh oh oh oh
Oh ah ho aye
Hoy hoy ha oy oy oy ay
[Harmonica solo]
Oh oh ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay yo oh hoy
Ya da hi yi yi
Ya ya da, ya ya da, ya ya da, ya ya ya yi ho
Ho ho ho oh oh oh ooh hoo
Hoo ooh ooh ooh hoo wa ooh ooh ooh ya da da di
Woo ooh hoo ooh
Hoy, hoy, ha ah ah aye
Ya ya da, ya ya da, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, ho!
[Applause]
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Hands Clean Single
We watch movies of murder
And we need censor the breast
Give thanks for the murders
Of Chris Columbus
We kill our own and
We here vote for the man
The lesser of evils
And us starring in the role of victim
I wonder how we'd change if we can
In this land
I wonder how many mountains we'd move if we band together
Us privileged America-ans
We pass our revisions
Onto the next generation
We kneel to the gods of corporation
We eat when we're full and we hoard all the rest
With our hands on remotes we say "Yes, we're the best"
I wonder what we'd change in this land, 'cause we can,
Even with westerncentricity this rampant
Us ugly America-ans
Tied are not my hands
But sick strangers and letters means this part of me is new
For me this awakening Canadian
We teach our offspring for themselves, every man
We shrug our shoulders and create yet another "-ism"
We dissuade our young from using thei-eir imagination
We avert our eyes from this agrarian manifestation
I wonder what we'll change in this land, 'cause we can
I wonder how many mouths we'd fill if we band together
Us awakening America-ans
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Top
A missle sent today, killed
only three
The rest were saved, they're far enough away
To not really feel a direct effect on me
They caught him today, least ridiculously
On his race, they weren't sure
He even did it, but they needed a random face
Are these symptoms, symptoms of a simpler cause?
I've had moments in my life when I've contributed but believe me
we are
Separate
We are separate
Discredited in this you and me
He won today, smug self-satisfaction
On his face, he blew the others
Out of the water, he said "I was glad
They were disgraced"
Are these symptoms, symptoms of a simpler cause?
I've had moments in my life when I've contributed but believe me
we are
Separate
We are separate
Discredited in this you and me
Ah ooh ah ah ah ah oh oh oh
Ah ooh ah ah ah ah oh oh oh
Ooh ah ah ah ah ah oh oh
Ah ooh ah ah ah oh oh oh
He stole what he could
He only had minutes before he'd be caught
He justified every penny he'd taken by blaming
The gap between the rich and rich not
Are these symptoms, symptoms of a simpler cause?
I've had moments in my life when I've contributed but believe me
we are
Separate
We are separate
Discredited in this you and me
Separate
We are separate
Discredited in this you and me
[Instrumental]
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Top
Head Over Feet Single
Hand In My Pocket (Live From Brisbane)
NOTE: This track is available on a few different singles; they are all the same,
with the exception of the All I Really Want Single, which is a slightly faster
dub and different mix; however the exact same performance is used.
[Harmonica intro]
[Cheers, applause]
Im broke but Im
happy
Im poor but Im kind
Im short but Im healthy, ye-eah
Im high but Im grounded
Im sane but Im overwhelmed
Im lost but Im hopeful, baby
And what it all comes down to
Is that everythings gonna be fine fine fi-i-ine
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high fi-ee-ive
Well I feel drunk but Im sober
Im young and Im underpaid
Im tired but Im working, ye-eah
I care but Im restless
Im here but Im really gone
Im wrong and Im sorry, baby
And what it all comes down to
Is that everythings gonna be quite alri-i-ight
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette
[Harmonica Solo]
And what it all comes down to-o-o yeah yeah
Is that I havent got it all figured out just yet, yeah ee
ah yeah ho
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign
Im free but Im focused
Im green but Im wise
Im hard but Im friendly, baby
Im sad but Im laughin'
Im brave but Im chicken shit
Im sick but Im pretty baby
And what it all boils down to, yeah ee ah
Is that no ones really got it figured out just yet, yeah ee
ah ah ho
But Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing a piano, ho yeah
And what it all comes down to my dear frie-iends, yeah-ee-ah
Is that everything is just fine fine fi-ee-i-ine
Cause Ive got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Right Through You (Live from Michigan)
[Note: since in this performance the band joins in at some points, and sometimes the crowd, and sometimes is just Alanis, the singer appears in bold before it...)
[Cheering]
Alanis:
Well wait a minute man
You mispronounced my name
You didnt wait for all the information
Before ya turned me away
Well wait a minute si-ir
You kinda hurt my feelings
You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet
And youve got meal ticket taste
Alanis with band: I see right
throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou aye
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou
Alanis:
Wuh oh oh ya da da da da dye ya da ah ah ah ah dye
You took me for a joke, yeah
You took me for a child
Alanis with crowd: You took a long hard look at
my ass
Alanis: And then played golf for a while
Your shake is like a fi-ish yeah
You pat me on the he-ead
You took me out to [crowd]wine dine 69 me
But you didnt hear a damn word I said
Alanis with band: I see right
throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou-ee-you-ee-ou
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou
Alanis:
Wuh oh oh la da da dum dum dum dum dum ah ha
Well hello Mr. Man
You didnt think Id come back
You didnt think Id show up with my army
And this ammunition on my back
And now that Im Miss Thi-ing
And now that Im a zillionaire
You scan the credits for your name
And wonder why its not there
Alanis with band: I see right
throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou-ee-ou-ee-ou
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou, you-ou!
[Applause]
Alanis [Spoken]: Thank you very much
You Learn (Live from Michigan)
Hi-I recommend getting your heart
trampled on, to anyone yeah oh yeah yeah
Hi-I-I recommend walking around naked in your living
roo-oo-oo-oom
Yeah.. swallow it down, what a jagged little pill
It feels so good, swimming in your stomach
Wait until the dust se-ee-e-ee-e-ee-ettles
[With band singing along]
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lo-oo-ose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you le-e-e-e-e-earn
[Again solo]
I ee I I, I-I recommend biting off more than you can chew to
anyone
Certainly, certainly, certainly, do
I-I-I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any
ti-ee-i-ee-ime
Oh feel free-ee
Throw-ow it down, the caution blocks you from the wind
Ho-old it u-up, to the ray-ays
You wait and see when the smo-oo-o-oke clears
[With band again]
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lo-ose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you le-e-e-e-e-earn
[Just Alanis again]
I hi yi aye oh oh oh oh oh ah huh huh aye yah, huh huh hi yah
[Guitar solo]
We-ear it out, the way a
three-year-old would do
Me-elt it down, youre gonna have to eventually anyway
The fi-ire trucks are coming up around the be-ee-end
[With band]
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lo-oo-ose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you le-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-he-earn
You grieve you learn
You choke you learn
You laugh you learn
You choo-oose you le-earn
You pray you learn
You ask you [Band: le-e-e-earn (continues to stretch it out)
Alanis: learn]
[Alanis (with band continuing their last 'learn' in behind): You
live you le-e-e-e-arn]
[Alanis] Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ay yi yi yi hi oh oh oh oh oh oh
ah ah ah
[Guitar solo]
[Drum solo] [In the video Alanis runs around stage etc.]
[Band continues to play, cut]
[Crowd cheering, someone in crowd shouts "I love you"]
Ironic Single
All I Really Want (Live/Acoustic)
[muffled by sounds of crowd]
Do I stress you
out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how-oo-ow-oo-ow appropriate
I dont want to dissect everything today
I dont mean to pick you apart you see
But I ca-ee-aa-ee-a-ant help it
nd there I go jumpin' before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasnt there already
If only I could hunt the hunter, woah woah
And all I really want, is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice yo
And all I really want, is deliverance
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-ah-yi-yi-ee-yi
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why Im relentless and all strung out
Im consumed by the chill of solitary
See Im like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
Im 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 woah woah
And what I wouldnt give, to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift well oh
What I wouldnt give to meet a kindred
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-ow-hi-ee-yi-ee-yi-ee-yi-ee-ow
[Harmonica Solo]
Well enough about me, lets talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, lets talk about life for a whi-ee-ile
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretences
Falling all around . . . all
a-rou-oo-ou-oo-ou-ee-ya-ee-ya-ee-ya-ee-ya-ee-ou--oo-ound
Why are you so petrified of silence?
Here can you handle this?
[Silence for a nine seconds, which crowd screaming overtop]
Did ya think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when ya think youre gonna die?
Or did you long for the next dis-traction well
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, woah oh
And all I really want, is some peace man
A place to find a common gra-how-oo-ou-ound
And all I really want, is a wavelength
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-ow-ay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee
[Shouting] All I really want, is some comfort
A way to get my hands unti-high-ee-i-ied
And all I really want, is some justice . . .
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-ow-ay-ee-ay-ee-ay-ee-ooh!
[Harmonica/percussion solo]
Forgiven
(Live from Tokyo)
[Applause, mystic music]
Alleluia! Ah ah ee yi! Oh uh aye yi yi! Ah ah aye ya aye aye aye! Eh hey, eh hey
You know how us Catholic girls can be
Aye, yi, aye-e-ah-ha-'nd-aye-aye
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 saviours, the loverless priests
Ill see you next Sunday-ay
We all had our reasons to be the-ere
We all had a thing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to
So we di-ee-i-hed
I sang Alleluia in the choir
Ah, Alleluia-eluia-eluia-a
I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious ma-ee-a-ee-an
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, yeah!
We all had our reasons to be the-ere
We all had a thing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to-o
So we di-i-id
Oh oh oh, and what I learned I rejected but I believe aga-ain
And I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition
And if I jump in this fountain, will I be forgive-en? Oh oh oh oh
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 di-ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-i-i-id
We all had delusions in our heads
And we all had our minds made up for us
And we had to believe in somethi-ee-i-ing
So we di-ee-id
Oh oh oh oh oh ah ho ho
So we di-ee-id ah ho oh ah ee aye ya
hoo hoo ya yi yi yi-i
So we di-ee-id oh ho ho oh oh oh ya dee doo oo oo ya ha hi hi i
ha ow oh
[Applause]
Mary
Jane (Live/Acoustic)
(Hard guitar riffs)
Whats the matter Mary Jane, you
had a [with audience joining in] hard day?
[Solo again]As you place the dont disturb sign on the door
You lost your place in line again, what a pity
You never seem to want to dance anymore
Its a long way dow-own
On this ro-o-oller coaster
The last cha-a-ance stree-eetca-ar
Went off the track
And youre on it
I hear youre counting sheep again Mary Ja-a-ane
Whats the point of tryin to dream a-ny-more?
I hear youre losing weight agai-ain Mary Ja-ane
'Ya ever wonder who youre losing it for?
Well its full speed baby-ay
In the wro-o-o-ong direction
Theres a few-ew more brui-uises
If thats the way
You insist on heading
Please be honest Mary Jane
Are you happy?
Please dont censor your tears
Aie-ei-aie! [To cheers from the audience] Aie-ei-aie!!!!
Youre the sweet crusader
And youre o-o-on your way
Youre the last grea-eat innoce-ent
And thats why, I love you
[Pause, with crowd going nuts]
So take this moment Mary Jane, and be selfish
Worry not about the cars that go-o by
All that matters Mary Jane is your freedom
So keep warm my dear, keep dry-y-y-y [held for 18 seconds with
crowd cheering in background]
Tell me
Te-ell me oh hey
Whats the matter Mary Ja-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ane
Tell me
Aooh!
Aye yi aye ee aye
[Applause]
[Spoken]: Thank you very much
Not
the Doctor (Modern Rock Live from L.A.)
[Instrumental]
I dont want to be the filler if
the void is solely yours and
I dont want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
And I dont want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
and
Lend me some fresh air aye ee aye aye aye
[Instrumental]
And I dont want to be adored for what I merely represent to
you and
I dont want to be your baby-sitter
Youre a very big boy now
I dont want to be your mother
I didnt carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
Ya see its too much to ask for and I am not the doctor no
no oh oh
Oh! I am not the, no
And I dont want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you
walk upon
And I dont want to be your other half I believe that 1 and
1 make 2
I dont want to be your food or the light from the fridge
On your face at midnight
Yeah, what are you hungry for? Yi ee aye
And I dont want to be the glue that holds your pieces
together
And I dont want to be your idol
See this pedestal is high and Im afraid of heights
And I dont want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please, open the window-ow oh
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see its too much to ask for and I am not the doctor no
no oh
Oh.. I am not the, no
And I dont want to live on someday when my motto is last
week, and I
And I dont want to be responsible for your fractured heart
And its wounded beat
And I dont want to be a substitute for the smoke
youve been inhalin
Well what do you thank me
What do ya thank me for?
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that youd find some way to sneak me in
and oh oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
Ya see its too much to ask for and I am not the
docto-oo-oh-oo-oh-oo-aye-ee-oh-ee-aye-ee-oh-ee-aye-ee-oh-ee-aye-ee-oh-ee-aye-aye-oh-oh-oh-or
Oh la la li yi oh oo oo oo aye ya da aye aye aye aye oo la la ho oh ho oh ho oh oh oh oh oh ha ah oh oh aye oh oh oh oh no ho oh oh oh oh ha oo aye aye ho oh oh hi ho hi hi-i-i-i-i
[Harmonica solo]
Ho oh oh aye aye aye aye aye aye aye yi yi oh ho ho ho ho ya-ya-ya ya-ya-ya ya-da-ya ya yi yi yi yi ho ho oh oh oh oh oo woo woo hoo oo oo oo woo oo oo oy ya yi yi di yi woo hoo oo oy hoy ho ho ho ho ho ah hi
Ya-ya-da oh-oh-oh oh-ee-ho ah-oh-he
Hmmmmm....
[Applause]
[Spoken:] Thank you
Wake Up (Modern Rock Live from L.A.)
[Slow and soft]
You like snow but only if its
warm, ah-yi
You like rain but only if its dry-y-y-y-y
Theres no sentimental value to the rose that fell on your
floor
Theres no fundamental excuse for the granted Im taken
fo-or
Cause its easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you, to-oo you
Oy ya aye ya ah oh oh aye yi yi aye aye aye aye oh no ho yi la da
di aye
You like pain but only if it doesnt hurt too much
And you sit . . . and you wait . . . to recei-ei-ei-ei-eive
'nd theres an obvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your li-i-i-i-ife
Well theres an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance
Could make you try toni-ight
Cause its easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to
you-ooh-ooh-oh-oh-ah-wa-aye
To you-ou-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, to you-ou-ou-ou-ou, to
you--ou-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-aye, to you-ou-ou-oh-oh-oh-oh, to
ya-hoo-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aye-yi. . .
Theres no lo-o-o-o-ove, no
money, no thrill anymore
Oh theres an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his ha-ee-a-ands
And theres an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her ha-ah-ah-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-and
'Cause its easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you-ee-ow-ee-ow-ee-ow
To you-ou-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-how, to you-oh-oo-oh
Get up get up 'n' get up off of it
'n' get up 'n' get u-up 'n' get up off of it
'n' get out get the hell outta here, enough
already-y-y-y-y-y-y-yeah
'n' get up 'n' get u-up 'n' get up off of it
'nd wake up
[Applause]
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