Lyrics to Alanis' Unreleased songs, Unsent, Woodstock '99, You Learn, and You Oughta Know Singles, and Unsent sub-titles

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IN CASE YOU'RE WONDERING WHY I HAVE SEPARATE LYRICS TO THE LIVE PERFORMANCES: As we all know, when a performer performs something live, it's got slight differences to the original. The same goes with Alanis, so when she sings something, it's a little different each time, so that's why I felt like I should put up lyrics to her live performances, as well as the interviews that often go with them. In addition, since my lyrics include the um's oh's ooh's and other sounds like that, and they change greatly for each performance, that is why I have included them.

After a year like this one
I'm suprised I do not hate your guts
And, After a year like this one
I'm suprised I still love music just as much
After a year like this one
I'm suprised I did not eat my arm
And, After a year like this one
I'm sorry if I'm not cordial to everyone

La la la la la ....

After a year like this one
I'm suprised I do not hate your guts
And, After a year like this one
I'm suprised I still love music just as much
After a year like this one
I'm suprised I did not eat my arm
And, After a year like this one
I'm sorry if I'm not cordial to everyone

La, la, la, la, la.....

After a year like this one
I'm supised I am convinced at all
And, After a year like this one
I do not roll my eyes at the cynical
And,After a year like this one
I can't help wonder how they've been
After a year like this one
I think I'll leave it all to my next-of-kin

La, la, la, la, la.....

After a year like this one
I'm suprised we're all not raving drunks and
After a year like this one
I want you to choose the restaurant
After a year like this one
I"ll need a good whole 16 months alone and
After a year like this one I think I'll make the west coast
beaches my new home

La, la, la, la, la.

Black Hole Sun

[Black Hole Sun]

In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stanch
'Neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And I'll hear you
Scream again

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come

Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore

Hang my head
Drown my fear
'Til you all just
Disappear

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To get the lyrics to Can't Not as per Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie, click here

I'd be lying if I said I was completely unscathed.
Would I be putting it right with my silence or rage?
Would I be letting you in; invite a reaction, yeah?
And how would I explain?
How would I explain this to my children if I had them?

Because I can't not.
Because I can't not.
Because I can't not win without my losing, my dear.

Would it be whining if I said I needed a hug?
Would you feel slighted if I said your love's not enough?
And how dare I complain?
And how dare I complain when you want for a chance for this?

Because I can't not.
Because I can't not.
Because I can't help question your illusions.
Because I can't not.
Because I can't not.
Because I can't help wonder why you ask me here.

To all the unheard children in the schoolyard:
You think you're the right ones.
You swear you're the charmed ones, I'm sure.
But how can you go on with such conviction?
Who do you think you are?
Why do you question me?

Because we can't not.
Because we can't not.
Because we can't help laugh at your illusions.
Because we can't not.
Because we can't not.
Because we can't help wonder why you ask us?

Why do you offend me?
Why do you offend me still?
Why do you compare me?
Why do you compare me still?

Because I can't not.
Because I can't not.
Because I can't not walk without my crutches.

I'm wise and ambitious,
And angry and free,
And smart and available,
And sexy ...

I'm soft and appealing,
And wearing pajamas,
And twisted and willing,
And crazy...

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to throw her on the floor.

And thought-provoking,
And opitionated,
Cultured and funny,
And experienced...

Fearless and tender,
And sweetly innocent,
Uninhibited,
Likes a good debate.

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to tie her to the bed.

I could fall in love a million before I die,
You could draw me a bubble bath,
We could walk into the sunset...

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
She'd grow to be a maid if she couldn't find a fella
Who can use her
And it's all you could do not to keep her sober.

And this is the story of the death of Cinderella
I'm gonna grow to be a maid and I'll never find a fella
Who can use it
And that's all you can do not to kick me in the ass.

I can be a nightmare of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it's going out of style
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone as, as positive as I am sometimes

You see everything
You see every part
You see all my light
And you love my dark
You dig everything
Of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can't relate
And you're still he-e-ere

I blame everyone else not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I am the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known
And you've never met anyone as
As everything as I am sometimes

You see everything (You see everything)
You see every part (You see every part)
You see all my light (You see all my light)
And you love my dark (And you love my-y dark)
You dig everything (You dig everything)
Of which I'm ashamed (Of which I'm ashamed)
There's not anything (There's not anything)
To which you can't relate (To which you can't relate)
And you're still he-e-ere

What I resist, persists and speaks
Louder than I know.
What I resist, you love
No matter how low or high I go

You see everything
You see every part
You see all my light
And you love my dark
You dig everything (you dig everything)
Of which I'm ashamed (Of which I'm ashamed)

Fake Plastic Trees

(Radiohead Cover)

A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth

That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time

Testosterone in large amounts,
Your little sister got kicked out of
God, you can't shave your head,
Come to the show, the boys,
They rock harder.
Your mother lent you her slip,
She lent you her bright red lipstick
And your shoes are hurting your back,
But boy don't you look gorgeous.

You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.

This is but an observation: you've a bullet in your foot.
You make it hard for us bitches
Inconsequential in your back bends.
Your taste in men leaves something to be desired;
You love them to be aloof and self-obsessed,
They love you in your mini dress.

You're looking gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.
Gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.

(Harmonica)

When your voice is raised above a certain level,
I'm afraid we must go to the ladies' room;
I left your competence in curlers.

You look gorgeous.
You look gorgeous.
You're looking gorgeous.
How you look gorgeous.

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overti-ime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust.

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun.

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no one can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
Yes it is.

Keeps The Radio On

Can you relate to what it says
The lyrics are straight from the heart
The soul is expressed in the lyrics
The virtues and vices are released

Keep the radio on,
This song means so much to me
Keep the radio on,
The words live right through me
The lyrics are comforting
Like I expressed them my self
Keep the radio on, the song speaks for itself.

Why can't you relate
To my way of thinking
Why don't you understand
All the things I am feeling
I am not a stranger to opinions
In fact i have my own
I am no stranger to delusions
Although you live through mine

Keep the radio on,
This song means so much to me
Keep the radio on,
The words live right through me
The lyrics are comforting
Like I expressed them my self
Keep the radio on, the song speaks for itself.

Keep the radio on
Keep the radio on
The words have their meaning
Keep the radio on
Can't you feel what they are saying
Keep the radio on

Keep the radio on,
This song means so much to me
Keep the radio on,
The words live right through me
The lyrics are comforting
Like I expressed them my self
Keep the radio on, the song speaks for itself

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For you, they live in a quiet monastery.
For you, they wear whatever you want them to, as long as it is short.
They count to ten when you tell them how to drive,
And when they're afraid, they let you speak for them.

All hail the king of intimidation
My daddy loves this Christian behaviour

For you, we wax; we scale, chicken our legs
For you, we'd chew our nails if we had any left; buy fake ones to do it
We contradict him temporarily
And it was something about how you talk down to me

All hail the king of intimidation
My daddy loves this Christian behaviour

The role of compromises for the family, you don't want some.
There's only so much we can do to make you rest assured.

I am single
I am weary
You're just jealous
You're just confused
You're just hungry
You'll be seen out
You're not happy
You are petty-y

All hail the king of intimidation
My daddy loves your Christian behaviour

He knows not of what he has wrongly done.
Forgive his ignorant behaviour

You are tortured
You are captured
You are busted
We were silent
You were tested
You know better
You are lonely
Was it worth it?

To get the lyrics to No Pressure Over Cappuccino as per MTV Unplugged, click here

And you're like a nineties Jesus
And you revel in you-ou-our psychosis
How dare you

And you sample concepts like hors d'oeuvres
And you eat their questions for dessert
And is it just me or is it hot in here?

And you're like a nineties Kennedy-y-y-y
And you're really a million years old
They can't fool you

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 be or have a child
You will learn to loose everything
We are temporary arrangements

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ya ow ow ow yi he ya ya oh oh ah ya oh oh aye aye
La la la la la la yeah

And you're like a nineties Noah-ah
And they laughed at you as you packed all of your thi-i-i-i-i-ee-ings

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?

Ah oh oh aye yeah ha aye aye aye yi oh ah, ya aye aye, ya aye aye aye aye, ya aye aye ah ah ha ha yi yi-i-i ooh ee ooh oh oh oh aye yi aye aye aye

And God bless you in your travels
In your conquests, and queries

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me.
She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed".
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke I was alone, this bird had flown.
So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood.

I pray for peace.
They require me to kick into high gear.
We may as well have our Ph.D.'s.
Might we compose
Was never taken into account.

I pray they let out or talk it out.
She would give me a wink across the room.
I would've made a really good lawyer.
I had a really good strategy
For putting things back on the wall of the world.

Thank God it was the goddamned wall.
I would have to hide all my valuables.
Who would calm my mother down?
Who would calm me down once I talked her through it?

My mother and I were the official peacemakers.
It was a full-time job.
I would send my mother directly to bed, yeah
Don't collect 200.
We'd talk about it till 5 A.M.
When I'd come visiting her 5 years later.

We would pray for peace.
It was most comfortable and familiar.

Precious Illusions (Radio Cut)

You'll rescue me right? In the exact same way they never did
I'll be happy right? When your healing powers kick in

You'll complete me right? Then my life can finally begin
I'll be worthy right? Only when you realize the gem I am?

But this won't wo-ork now the way it once did
And I won't keep it up even though I would love to
Once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim

These precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was defenseless
And parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends

This ring will help me yet as will you knight in shining armou-ou-ou-our
This pill will help me yet as will these boys gone through like water

But this won't work as well as the way it once did
'Cause I want to decide between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim

These precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend

I've spent so long firmly looking outside me
I've spent so much time living in survi-i-i-i-i-ival mo-o-ode

But this won't work now the way it once did
'Cause I want to decide between survival and bliss
And though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am
But I know I won't keep on playing the victim

These precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid
And parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend

Ooh ah ah ah ee ah ah oh oh oh

As performed on tours leading up to the release of Under Rug Swept.
On the "Toward Our Union Mended" tour this song was divided into three section, one stanza each and performed separately (followed by long and wailing vocalizations)

Entertain me for the tenth hour in a row again
Anaesthetize me with your gossip and any random anecdotes
And fill every hour with activity or ear candy
Drop me off at intersections in any city metropolitan
And keep me in this state
And keep me purgatorying
And sing me back to sleep
This is far more than I had bargained for

Start every week with a breakneck urgent design
And end every speed day with my
Briefcase representing free time
Spending my fruits my purchases become my lifeline
Please give my love to my family
I'll doubtfully be home at Christmas time
Please leave me in this state
please leave me purgatorying
I'll be damned if I'm to wake
This is far more than I'm equippèd for

I've held you up like a deity
Like you're the sole owner of wings
This unrequited tunnel of vision
and I wonder why I've not been writing
Don't desert me in this state
Please leave me purgatorying
I'll be damned if I'm to wake
This all is far more than I have bargained for
I'll be damned if I'm to wake
This is far more than I'm equippèd for

Superstar Wonderful Weirdos

Thanks to AlanisMorissetteFans.com

Sara's only ten
And she's attracted to older men
And they seem to like her back
'Cause she's intelligent
And Billy's a football star
And he drives around in his muscle car
But he really really wants to be a ballerina
And he wonders, who am I? Who am I?
He wants to be a man,
But he doesn't understand
It's alright to be what he wants.

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world full of fear though
But the more you run, the harder it is to hide.

Well, Johnny studies rockets
With his plastic protected pockets
So his pens don't leak out upon the floor
Well, Jenny's rolling and
She's scared of growing
'Cause she feels five feet taller than the girl next door.
And she wonders, who am I?
What the hell am I?
She's got a lot to offer,
But she doesn't look like Cindy Crawford
And it makes her cry.

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world full of fear though
But the more you run, the harder it is to hide.

It's a total rejection of the system,
It's the honest opinion for the very first time,
Its a different perception of living,
And it's time that you made up your mind.

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos
You're not alone tonight

I'm calling all superstar wonderful weirdos
Can you hear me call tonight?
I know you're alone in your world full of fear though
But the more you run, the harder it is to hide.

I'm callin all superstar wonderful weirdos...
Can you hear me call?

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There Are Worse Things I Could Do

[Grease cover]

There are worse things I could do
Than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighbourhood
Thinks I'm trashy and no good
I suppose it could be true
But there are worse things I could do

I could flirt with all the guys
Smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance
Make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
That's a thing I'd never do

I could stay home every night
Wait around for Mister right
Take cold showers everyday
And throw my life away
On a dream that won't come true

I could hurt someone like me
Out of spite or jealousy
I don't steal and I don't lie
But I can feel and I can cry
A fact I'll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you
That's the worst thing I could do

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Monday morning's not Monday morning 'til Taylor has his coffee
Friday night is not Friday night 'til Jesse leaves the room sweaty
Tuesday morning is not Tuesday morning 'til Nick has his talk with his son
Thursday night is not Thursday night 'til Chris has sex with his bass

Come on to the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by-y-ee-y-y-y
Hold off 'till the weekend
'Cause there's too much time and they're really nice guys

Tuesday morning is Wednesday afternoon when you cry all night
Wednesday early we fall into what I'll call Philadelph-aye-eh
Thursday morning is not Thursday morning 'til Ronaldo says
How's your life?
How's your life?
Hey how's your life?
How's your li-i-i-ife?

Come on to the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by-y-y-y-y-y
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend we'll be high-high-ee-igh-ee-igh
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause we may look tired, but we'll get by-y-y

What if there were no more mama's boys?
What if no one shared their humble appear-i-ance?
What there were no consequences?
What if there were no more arguments?
Well that'd be a shame
And that'd be impossible
And you would be bored
'Cause you wouldn't want it any other way-ay

Hold on 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by-y-ee-y-y-y
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause we may look scared, but we're really nice guys
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get high-igh-ee-igh-ee-igh
Hold off 'til the weekend
We may look strange but we surely will get by

[Guitar/Percussion solo]

What if there were no more mama's boys
What if we all had groupin' in together
Well that'd be a shame
And that'd be impossible
'Cause you would be bored
'Cause you wouldn't want it any other way-ay

...sti-ill mad I kicked you, out of bed?
Sti-ill mad I gave you, ultimatu-ums?
Are ya sti-ill mad I compared you, to all
My forty year old male friends?
Are you sti-ill mad I shared our problems
With everybody-y-y-y?

Are you still mad I had an emotional, affair?
Are you still mad I tried ta', mold you into
Who I wanted you to be-e?
Are you still mad I didn't trust your in-tentions?

Are you sti-ill mad that I, flirted wi-i-ildly?
Are you sti-ill mad I had a, tendency to mother you-ou-ou-ou?
Are you sti-ill mad that I had one, foot out the do-o-o-or?
Are you sti-ill mad that we slept, together even after
We had ended i-ee-it?

Are you still mad I wore the pants most of the time?
Are you still mad that I seemed to focus
Only on your potentioh-oh-al?
Are you still mad that I threw in the, the towel?
And are ya
Are ya still mad that I gave up long before you did?

Of co-o-o-o-o-ourse you are
Of co-o-o-o-o-ourse you are
Of co-o-o-o-o-ourse you are
'Co-o-o-o-o-ourse you are

Bogenvillas fall into the pool
The hard shelled bugs bite my forearm
My right index fingernail chewed to the quick
My cervixes alarms Gary, yeah
My sprinklers go off at 6 P.M. each day
And sometimes they spray unsuspecting visito-ors
My pimples are gooses all over my le-egs
My brow is furrowed and my vision is blu-urred
And how I do love London
And how I do love London

The birds make guttural sounds and protect me
My friends come to visit and love me a lot
I don't have the energy to fill them i-in
I am lagged by the jet and the 12 hour fli-ight
And how I do love London
And how I do love Lo-ondon

I am intrigued by the boy with the androgenous so-ongs
Sometimes they rhyme sometimes they rhyme no-o-ot
The steam will smell of eucalyptus in the showe-er
The hug will feel forced upon you-ou inconsolable thing
And how I do love London
And how I do love London

Deep breaths will not make my brain stand still
To be loved and swallowed up single and depra-yeaved
I love speaking French to the taxi drive-ers
We slept and were cold on the train out of Fra-a-ance
And how I do love London
And how I do love London

[Note: these lyrics are transcribed from an MP3 file. I have no idea where it came from, or anything about it, just that it might be found on a "Promo Single" for Unsent. If you know where this demo is found, please Sign My Guestbook)

[The 'Dear's in the song go downwards instead of upwards, you have to hear it to understand]

Dear Matthew:
I like you a lot
I realize you're in a relationship
With someone right now
And I-I-I respe-ect that
I would like you to know
That if you're ever single in the future
And you want to
Come visit me in California
I would be
Open to spending time with you
And finding out how old you were
When you wrote your fi-irst song

Dear Eric:
I liked you too much
I used to be attracted to boys
Who would lie to me
And think solely about
Themselves and you were
Plenty self-destructive
For my taste at the time
I used to say
The more tragic the better
The truth is
Whenever I think of the early 90's
Your face comes up with a vengeance
Like it was yesterday-ay

Dear Terry:
I love you muchly
You've been nothing but open-hearted
And emotionally available
And supportive and
And nurturing and consummately there for me-e
I kept drawing you in
And pushing you away
I remember how beautiful it was to
Fall asleep on your couch and cry
In front of you for the first time
You were the best platform from which
To jump beyond myself
What was wro-o-o-ong with me-e-e-e

Dear Marc:
You rocked my world
You had a charismatic way
About you with the women
And you got me seriously thinking about
Spirituality and you wouldn't let me get away
With kickin' my own ass
But I could never really feel relaxed
And looked out for around you though
And that stopped us from going any further
Than we did
And it's kind of to-oo bad
'Cause we could've had much more fun

Dear Te-errance:
You were an adventure
Besides being a few decades
Older than I was
You used to write the most poetic
Love lette-ers
And I still have them
You were in and out of several marriages
And you like them young, denying
So you could have
The power and the drama
And still feel virile
I wonder what your wife thought of all of this

Dear Christian:
We learned so much
I realise we won't be able to
Talk for some time
And I understand that as I do you
The long distance thing
Was the hardest
And we did as well as we could
We were together
During a very tumultuous time in our lives
I will always have your back
And be curious about you
About your career your whereabouts

Dear Taylor:
I missed you a lot
There was a period of time
When I was too mad
To even bring up your name
And it killed me to hear you
Discount the time
We spent together
I know all alo-ong
That we had different tastes and motivations
And we couldn't hang out forever
While it lasted
It was hilariou-ous

These are the lyrics and sub-titles to the Unsent video
The lyrics are sung in the background while the sub-title dialogue appears at the bottom of the screen. The speaker is determined solely by educated guessing, but it is rather apparent. Each row in the right half of the table represents one sub-title

Sung lyrics	Speaker	Sub-titles in video
Scene: "Matthew" playing a guitar, and chatting with a pre-SFIJ Alanis
Dear Matthew: I like you a lot I realize you're in a relationship With someone right now And I-I-I respe-ect that I would like you to know That if you're ever single in the future And you want to Come visit me in California I would be Open to spending time with you And finding out how old you were when you wrote your fi-irst song	"Matthew"	mmm...wow.
	Matthew	that's beautiful.
	Matthew	it's gorgeous.
	Alanis	thanks.
	Alanis	yeah.
	Matthew	cool.
	Matthew	so, uh...
	Matthew	yeah...
	Alanis	i guess i'm just gonna leave you to do your thing now.
	Alanis	to continue on...i don't want to interrupt too much i feel like i already have.
	Matthew	okay, yeah i should probably get back.
	Matthew	cool.
	Alanis	yeah...so..thank you
	Alanis	so, i'll see you, i'll find you.
	Matthew	yeah, do, definitely, that'd be good.
	Alanis	i'll talk to you.
	Matthew	take care.
	Alanis	okay.
	Alanis	thanks for listening to the music and everything.
	Matthew	thanks. bye.
	Alanis	alright. bye.
Scene: "Jonathan" and a wavy-haired (a la Alanis album) Alanis sitting at some sort of restaurant table, talking while maintaining very little eye contact
Dear Jonathan: I liked you too much I used to be attracted to boys Who would lie to me And think solely about Themselves and you were Plenty self-destructive For my taste at the time I used to say The more tragic the better The truth is Whenever I think of the early 90's Your face comes up with a vengeance Like it was yesterday-ay	Alanis	so, um...are you...are you going away tomorrow still?
	Alanis	are you going up?
	"Jonathan"	yeah, probably.
	Alanis	is it just guys that are going?
	Alanis	are there gonna be girls going, too?
	Jonathan	it's gonna be both. guys, girls.
	Jonathan	same as it was yesterday. when we were working on the car.
	Alanis	right. um ... can i come
	Alanis	can i come with you guys?
	Jonathan	yeah, it's cool.
	Alanis	cool.
	Alanis	so, can i get a ride up with you on the weekend?
	Jonathan	sure.
	Jonathan	you just gotta remind me, okay?
	Alanis	okay.
	Alanis	yeah, i'll call you before.
Scene: "Terrance" and an Ironic video/end of JLP tour Alanis standing by a river bank, talking and looking lovingly at each other
De-ear Terrance: I love you muchly You've been nothing but open hearted And emotionally available And supportive and And nurturing and consummately there for me-e I kept drawing you in And pushing you away I remember how beautiful it was to Fall asleep on your couch and cry In front of you for the first time You were the best platform from which To jump beyond myself What was wro-o-ong with me-e-e	?? (unsure)	...assertive.
	"Terrance"	and you walk it well.
	Alanis	thanks.
	Terrance	and it's good.
	Terrance	i mean, i like it, it's cool.
	Alanis	yeah, i can see that.
	Alanis	thank you.
	Alanis	that's sweet. you gonna come visit me?
	Terrance	well, maybe...i'm busy
	Terrance	oh shut up! ha ha ha.
	Alanis	whatever, you're probably scared to spend that much time with me in close quarters.
	Alanis	i can completely appreciate that.
	Terrance	i am, quite frankly.
	Terrance	you frighten me.
Scene: "Marcus" and a pre-JLP Alanis making out on a couch in an apartment
De-e-ear Marcus: You rocked my world		[Stop to talk, Alanis looks petrified yet in love]
You had a charismatic way About you with the women And you got me seriously thinking about Spirituality and you wouldn't let me get away With kicking my own ass But I could never really feel relaxed And looked out for around you though And that stopped us from going any further Than we did And it's kinda to-oo bad Because we could've had much more fu-un	"Marcus"	i'm so proud of you.
	Alanis	what for?
	Marcus	for just being so open to this.
	Marcus	most women wouldn't be open to this.
	Alanis	open to what?
	Marcus	open to testing different waters, at the same time you know...
	Alanis	right.
Scene: a Thank U video Alanis (clothed) gets into a car driven by "Lou", they sit as far apart from one another as possible and stare straight forward
De-e-ear Lou:
We learned so much	Alanis	hi.
We learned so much	"Lou"	hi.
I realise we won't be able to Talk for some time And I understand that as I do you The long distance thing Was the hardest And we did as well as we could We were together During a very tumultuous time in our lives I will always have your back And be curious about you About your career your whereabouts
[Instrumental]	Lou	what are you thinking?

Luminous more so than
Most anyo-one
Unapologetically alive
Knot in my stomach and
Lump in my throat

Love you when ya da-ance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

Love you when you da-ance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

Supposèd former infatuation ju-unkie
I sink three pointers and you wax poetically

Love you when ya da-ance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

Love you when you dance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

Let's grease the wheel over tea
Let's discuss things in confidence and
Let's be outspoken
Let's be ridiculous
Let's solve the world's proble-e-e-e-ems

Love you when ya dance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

Love you when you da-ance
When ya free-style in tra-ance
So-o-o pure such an expression

You Learn Single/Ironic Single (UK)/Head Over Feet Single Japan/Performed Live at the 1996 Grammy Awards

[starts of quiet and slow, remains quiet and subdued, with less 'anger' than original version]

[Whole song is with a back-up of only classical strings)

I want you to know,
That I’m happy for you
I wish nothing but,
The best for you both
And 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 thatchya gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no-o!
And ev'ry time you speak her name
Does she know how ya told me you’d hold me
Until you died, ‘til you died
But you’re still alive

And I’m he-ere, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fa-air, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know-ow

You seem very well,
Things look peaceful
I’m not quite as well,
I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Du-plicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
But it was a slap in the face [Microphone Thump) how quickly I was replaced
‘nd 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-oo-o-o-o-oo-w
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 ali-ive!

And I’m he-e-ere, to remi-ind you-ou-ou-ou-ou
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear thatchya gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

[instrumental break, with Alanis doing a long moan/wail-like thing]

‘Cause the joke thatchya 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 everytime I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope ya feel it . . . well can ya feel it?!

Well I’m he-e-ere, to remind you-oo-ou
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fa-air, to deny me
Of the cross I bear thatchya gave to me
You, you, you oughta know-ow

I went to your house
Walked up the stairs
And I opened your door
Without ringing the bell
Walked down the hall
Into your room
Where I could smell you

And I
Shouldn’t be here
Without permission
I shouldn’t be he-e-ere

Would you forgive me love
If I dance in your shower?
Would you forgive me lo-o-o-ove
If I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oon?

I, took off my clothes
Put on your robe
And I went through your drawers
And I found your cologne
Down to the den
And I found your CD’s
And I played your Joni

And I
Shouldn’t stay long
You might be home soon
I shouldn’t stay lo-o-ong

Would you forgive me love
If I dance in your shower?
Would you forgive me lo-oo-o-ove
If I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oon

I burned your incense
I ran a bath
And I noticed a letter that sat on your desk
It said “Hello love,
I love you so love
Meet me at midnight”

And no,
It wasn’t my writing
I better go soon
It wasn’t my wri-i-iting

So forgive me love
If I cry in your shower
So forgive me lo-o-o-ove
For the salt in your bed
So forgive me love
If I cry all afternoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oon

[starts of quiet and slow, builds to loud climax at end]

I want you to know, that I’m happy for you
And I wish nothing but, the best for you both
And 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 ya 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. Du-plicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
‘nd are you thinking of me when you - 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 thatchya gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

[instrumental break, with Alanis doing a long moan/wail-like thing]

‘Cause the joke thatchya 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 everytime I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope ya feel it . . . well can ya feel it?!

Well I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fa-air, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
Why I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fa-air, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know-ow!

WHERE YOU CAN FIND IT	SONG
Unreleased	A Year Like this One
Unreleased	Black Hole Sun (Soundgarden Cover)
Unreleased	Can't Not
Unreleased	Crazy (Eddie Baez Club Mix)
Unreleased	Crazy (Glen Ballard Mix) (Video Version)
Unreleased	Death of Cinderella
Unreleased	Everything (Nightmare version)
Unreleased	Fake Plastic Trees (Radiohead Cover)
Unreleased	Gorgeous
Unreleased	Happiness is a Warm Gun (Beatles cover)
Unreleased	Keeps The Radio On
Unreleased	King of Intimidation
Unreleased	No Pressure over Cappuccino
Unreleased	Norwegian Wood (This Bird has Flown) (Beatles cover)
Unreleased	Pray for Peace
Unreleased	Precious Illusions (Radio Cut)
Unreleased	Purgatorying
Unreleased	Superstar Wonderful Weirdos
Unreleased	There Are Worse Things I Could Do (Grease Cover)
Unreleased	Weekends
Unsent Single	Are You Still Mad (BBC/Radio One Live)
Unsent Single/Joining You single part 1/So Pure Single (Japan)	London (Bridge School Benefit live)
Unsent Promo Single	Unsent Demo
Unsent Video	Unsent (sub-titles)
Woodstock '99 (The Blue Disc)	So Pure (Live from Woodstock)
You Learn Single/Ironic Single (UK/France)/Head Over Feet Single (Japan)/Head Over Feet EP (Japan/Germany)/You Oughta Know Single (Germany/UK/Australia)/Performed Live at the 1996 Grammy Awards	You Oughta Know (Live Grammy Version)
You Learn Single (Germany/Australia)	Your House (Live from Tokyo)
You Oughta Know Single (UK/Australia/France)	You Oughta Know (Clean Album Version)

Foreground:	Background:
There's not anything
	(There's not anything)
[On "anything" in background"] To which you can't relate	To
	Which you can't relate
And you're still he-e-ere
	You see everything You see every part
[on "every part" in background] And you're still he-e-ere
[on "And" in background] Ooh oh oh	You see all my light And you love my dark [Simultaneous to "My..] And you're still here
Ho oh oh 'Nd ooh oh oh oh	You dig everything Of which I'm ashamed There's not anything To which you can't relate