All I Really Want
Album: Jagged Little Pill

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 mean 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 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 deliverence

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 wouldn'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 conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around. all around

Why you are so ptrificed 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 conceptof 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 mommon ground
And all I really want is a wavelength
And all I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice.

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Aileen@gedichteboard.de

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

how 'bout no longer being masochistic
how 'bout remembering your divinity
how 'bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
how 'bout not equating death with stopping

thank you india
thank you providence
thank you disillusionment
thank you nothingness
thank you clarity
thank you thank you silence

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Aileen@gedichteboard.de

Ironic
Album: jagged little pill

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late

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

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

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

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everyting 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 your dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic.. dont't you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think...

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

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

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Ironic - Deutsche Uebersetzung

Ironisch
~~~~~~~~
Ein alter Mann wurde 98
Er gewann im Lotto und starb am nächsten Tag
Es ist eine schwarze Fliege in deinem Chardonnay
Die Aufhebung der Todesstrafe zwei Minuten zu spät.

Es ist wie Regen an deinem Hochzeitstag
Eine Fahrgelegenheit wenn du schon ein Ticket bezahlt hast
Ein guter Rat, den du nicht befolg hast
Und wer hätte damit gerechnet...

Herr Immer-Sicher hatte Angst vom Fliegen
Er packte seine Koffern und küsste seine Kinder zum Abschied
Er wartete sein ganzes Leben auf diesen Flug
und als das Flugzeug abstürzte dachte er:
"ist das nicht nett..?"
Ist das nicht ironisch ... denkst du nicht?

Es ist wie Regen an deinem Hochzeitstag
Eine Fahrgelegenheit wenn du schon ein Ticket bezahlt hast
Ein guter Rat, den du nicht befolg hast
Und wer hätte damit gerechnet...

Tja, das Leben hat eine lustige Art dich zu verarschen
wenn du denkst dass alles in Ordnung ist
Und das Leben hat eine lustige Art dir auszuhelfen
wenn du denkst das alles schief gelaufen ist

Ein Verkehrsstau wenn du schon zu spät dran bis
Ein Rauchverbot in deiner Zigarettenpause
Es ist wie zehntausend Löffel, wenn du nur ein Messer brauchst
Es ist wie wenn du dein Traummann kennenlernst
und dann siehst du seine schöne Frau
Ist es nicht ironisch ... denkst du nicht
Ein bisschen zu ironisch.. finde ich wirklich

Es ist wie Regen an deinem Hochzeitstag
Eine Fahrgelegenheit wenn du schon ein Ticket bezahlt hast
Ein guter Rat, den du nicht befolg hast
Und wer hätte damit gerechnet...

Tja, das Leben hat eine lustige Art dich zu verarschen
Und das Leben hat eine lustige Art dir auszuhelfen
....

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Aileen@gedichteboard.de

You oughta know
Album: jagged little pill

I want you to know that I´m happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a 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 everytime 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
Are you thinking of me when you f*ck 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 everytime I scratch my nails down someone else´s back I hope you feel it
...well can you feel it

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

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You oughta know - deutsche Übersetzung

Das solltest du wissen
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Ich freue mich für Dich. Ich möchte, daß Du das weißt.
Ich freue mich für Euch beide,
und ich wünsche Euch nur das Allerbeste.
Sie ist ja wohl so was wie die ältere Ausgabe von mir.
Ist sie auch so pervers wie ich?
Bläst sie Dir einen im Kino?
Kann sie reden?
Will sie Kinder?
Ich bin sicher, daß sie eine wirklich erstklassige Mutter abgeben würde.

Du siehst gut aus.
Alles friedlich, gell?
Mir geht's nicht ganz so gut,
ich glaube, Du solltest das wissen.
Hast Du mich vergessen, Mister Doppelgleisigkeit?
Tut mir leid, wenn ich Dich jetzt beim Essen damit belästige, aber . . .
die Geschwindigkeit, mit der Du mich einfach ersetzt hast,
das war die eigentliche Ohrfeige.
Denkst Du an mich, wenn Du sie b*mst?

Denn Deine Liebe und Dein Sex hat nicht ausgereicht.
Du hast nicht aufgemacht.
Und wenn Du sie beim Namen nennst,
weiß Sie, daß Du mir versprochen hast,
mich zu halten, bis Du stirbst?
Aber noch lebst Du ja.

Und jedes Mal, wenn Du mit ihr schläfst,
dann werde ich da sein.
Und wenn Du dann die Augen zumachst,
dann werde ich nicht verschwinden
Und jedes Mal, wenn ich dem Mann, der grade auf mir liegt,
den Rücken blutig kratze, dann hoffe ich,
daß es DIR weh tut.
Tut's Dir weh?

Und ich bin hier,
um Dich an was zu erinnern:
an die Unordnung, die Du in mir hinterlassen hast,
an das Kreuz, das Du mir aufgehängt hast.
War nicht fair, mich zu verleugnen.
Das solltest Du wissen.

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Aileen@gedichteboard.de

Hands Clean
Album: Under Rug Swept

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

Ooh this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

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

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

Ooh this could get messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

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

what part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept?
what part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
what with this distance it seems so obvious?

Just make sure you don't tell on me especially to members of your family
We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse
I wish I could tell the world cuz you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly
I might want to marry you one day if you'd watch that weight and keep your firm body

Ooh this could be messy and
Ooh I don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

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Aileen@gedichteboard.de