Jagged Little Pill, 1995

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Jagged Little Pill, 1995

All I Really Want

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Do I stress you out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how-oo-ow-oo-ow appropriate
I don’t want to dissect everything today
I don’t mean to pick you apart you see
But I ca-ee-aa-ee-a-an’t help it
‘nd there I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock 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
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-oo-ow

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

And what I wouldn’t give, to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn’t give to meet a kindred
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-ow-how

Enough about me, let’s talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let’s talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretences
Falling all around . . . all a-rou-oo-ou-oo-ou-oo-ound

Why are you so petrified of silence?
Here can you handle this?
[Silence for a one and a half seconds]
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when ya think you’re gonna die?
Or did you long for the next dis-trac-tion
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

And all I really want, is some peace man
A place to find a common ground
And all I really want, is a wavelength
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-oo-ow
All I really want, is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want, is some justice . . .
A-how-oo-ow-oo-ow-oo-ow
[fading] ‘Cause all I really want is some patience . . .

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Forgiven

You know how us Catholic girls can be
Aye, yi, aye-e-ay-yi-e-aye-yi
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
I’ll see you next Sunday-ay

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
Oh, Alleluia-eluia-eluia
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

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-id

What I learned I rejected but I believe aga-ain
I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition
If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgive-en-e-en?

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-id

We all had delusions in our heads
We all had our minds made up for us
We had to believe in somethi-ing
So we di-i-i-i-i-i-id

We all had our reasons to be there
We all had a thi-i-i-i-ing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to
So we di-i-id
So we di-i-i-i-i-i-i-id
Ooh ooh ow ow yi yi
So we did

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Hand In My Pocket

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I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy, ye-eah
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
‘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, ye-eah
I care but I’m restless
I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry, baby
And 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
[Brief Harmonica Solo, courtesy Alanis]
And what it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
‘Cause 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
But 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
‘Cause I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...

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Head Over Feet

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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 tha-e-a-at
You ask how my day was

You’ve already won me over in spite of me
Don’t be alarmed if fa-all head over feet
‘nd 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 fo-or
That’s not lip service

You’ve already won me over in spite of me
And don’t be alarmed if fa-all head over feet
And don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

[Instrumental/Harmonica break]

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

You’ve already won me over, in spite of me
And don’t be alarmed if fa-all head over feet
And don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your fault

You’ve already won me over, in spite of me
And don’t be alarmed if fa-all head over feet
And don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn’t help it
It’s all your fault

[Alanis humming]

I couldn’t help it, it’s all your fault

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Ironic

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Hey yi yi a yo ha ha oh yeah yeah

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery-y, died the next day
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s a death ro-ow pardon two minutes too late
And isn’t it ironic . . . don’t you think?

It’s like rai-ee-ain on your wedding day
It’s a free-ee ride when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advi-ice that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought? . . . it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his su-u-uitcase, kissed his kids good-bye-ee-ye
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 rai-ee-ain on your wedding day
It’s a free-ee ri-ide when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advi-ice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought . . . it figures

Well life has a funny way, of sneaking up on ya
When you think everything’s okay and everything’s going ri-ight
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-smo-oo-oking 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 then meeting his beautiful wife
Hm, And isn’t it ironic... don’t you think?
A little too ironic ... and yeah I really do think...

It’s like rai-ee-ain on your wedding day
It’s a free-ee ri-ide when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice that you just didn’t take
And who would’ve thought . . . it figures

And yeah well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you-ou-ou
Oh ooh oh
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

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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 lost your place in line again, what a pity
You never seem to want to dance anymore

It’s a long way down
On this ro-o-oller coaster
That last cha-ance streetca-ar
Went off the track
And you’re on it

I hear you’re counting sheep again Mary Ja-ane
What’s the point of tryin’ to dream anymore?
I hear you’re losing weight again Mary Ja-ane
Do ya ever wonder who you’re losing it for?

Well it’s full speed baby
In the wro-o-ong 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

Aie-ei-aie! Ooh-oh-ooh!

You’re the sweet crusader
And you’re o-o-on your way
You’re the last great innocent
And that’s why I love you

So take this moment Mary Jane, and be selfish
Worry not about the cars that go by
All that matters Mary Jane is your freedom
So keep warm my dear, keep dry

Tell me
Tell me
What’s the matter Mary Ja-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ane
Tell me
Tell me
Please be honest Mary Ja-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ane
Tell me
Aooo-ow
Oooooo

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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 drawer
And 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 baby-sitter
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

Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that you’d find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it’s too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

Oh! Am not the ooh!

I don’t want to be the sweeper of the eggshells that you walk upon
And I don’t want to be your other half I believe that one and one make two
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 pedestal is high and I’m afraid of heights
I don’t want to be lived through
A vicarious occasion
Please, open the window

Visiting hours are nine to five and if I show up at ten past six
Well I already know that you’d find some way to sneak me in and oh oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it’s too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

Oh.. I am not the ooh!

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 its wounded beat
I don’t want to be a substitute for the smoke you’ve 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 you’d find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it’s too much to ask for and I am not the doctor

Oh! Am not the ooh! Ow

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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 fa-ace

Be a good boy
Try a little harder
You’ve got to measure u-up
‘nd make me prou-ouder

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-ou
The least you could do, is keep qui-ie-iet

Be a good girl
You 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 oh-ooh-oh.....why are you crying??

Be a good boy
Push a little farther now
That wasn’t fast enou-ough
To make us happy
We’ll love you, just the way you a-are, if you’re per-fect.

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Right Through You

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Wait a minute man
You mispronounced my name
You didn’t wait for all the information
Before ya turned me away
Wait a minute sir
You kinda hurt my feelings
You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet
And you’ve got meal ticket taste

I see right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou

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 sixty-nine me
But didn’t hear a damn word I said

I see right throu-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou

Ya da da da da da da da ya hi

Well 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
Ya scan the credits for your name
And wonder why it’s not there

I see right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I know right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou
I feel right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you
I walk right throu-ou-ou-ou-ough you-ou, you-ou!

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Wake Up

You like snow but only if it’s warm, oh-ooh-oh
You like rain but only if it’s dry
There’s no sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
There’s no fundamental excuse for the granted I’m taken for

‘Cause it’s 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 ya ah oh aye
Hmm hmm hmm hmm, mmm mmm

You like pain but only if it doesn’t hurt too much
And you sit . . . and you wait . . . to receive
'nd there’s an obvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your life
Well there’s an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance
Could make you try toni-ight

‘Cause it’s easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you-ooh-ooh-ooh
To you-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh, to you-ou, to you-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, to you-ou-ou, to you-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh . . .

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

There’s no love no money no thrill anymore

Oh there’s an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his ha-ands
And there’s an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her ha-and

But it’s easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you-ou-ou
To you-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou, to you-ou-ou

Get up 'n' get up 'n' get up off of it
'n' get up 'n' get up 'n' get up off of it
'n' get out 'n' get outta here, enough already
'n' get up 'n' get up 'n' get up off of it
'nd wake up

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You Learn

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I recommend getting your heart trampled on, to anyone
I recommend walking around naked in your living ro-oo-oom
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait u-until the dust se-ee-e-ee-e-ettles

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 off more than you can chew to anyone
I certainly do
I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any ti-e-i-e-ime
Oh Feel free
Throw-ow it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Ho-old it u-up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smo-oo-o-oke clears

You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn

Oh!
Aye! Yi yi!
Aye-e-aye! Yi yi!
Ah ha aye! Yi yi!
Yow how hi ya!
Yi yi!

We-ear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Me-elt it down (you’re gonna have to eventually anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the be-e-end

You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn

You grieve 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
[The last “learn” is really long, and starts off low and goes to a high pitched climax]

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You Oughta Know

(Note: the album version and alt/remix/radio version/Jimmy the Saint Blend all have the identical vocal cuts, and hence the same lyrics)

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[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
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 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 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 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!

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Your House

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[Performed a cappella, almost spoken]

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
Shouldn’t be he-e-ere

Would you forgive me love
If I dance in your shower?
Would you forgive me love
If I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoon?
Oh oh oh oh

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

And I
Shouldn’t stay long
You might be home soon
Shouldn’t stay long

Would you forgive me love
If I dance in your shower?
Would you forgive me lo-oo-ove
If I laid in your bed?
Would you forgive me love
If I stay all afternoon
Oh oh oh oh

I burned your incense
I ran a bath
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 writing

So forgive me love
If I cry in your shower
So forgive me lo-oo-ove
For the salt in your bed
So forgive me love
If I cry all afternoon
Oh oh oh oh . . .

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Perfect (Studio Acoustic Version)

[Played very quiet and slow, solemn and almost depressing)

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 fa-ace

Be a good boy
Try a little harder
You’ve got to measure u-up
And make me prouder

How long, before you screw it up?
And how many times do I have to tell you to hurry up?
With everything I do for you-ou
The least you can do, is keep qui-ie-ie-iet

Be a good girl
You gotta try a little harder
That simply wasn’t good enou-ough
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 proble-e-e-em.....why are you crying??

Be a good boy
Push a little farther now
That wasn’t fast enou-ough
To make us happy
We’ll love you, just the way you a-are, if you’re per-fect.

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