Alanis Morisette's, "Ironic"
An old van, with a radiator grate
carrying pottery, and parked by the bay
with a, fat guy, in a pink beret
eating grizzle and lard, and fries when he was late
and isn't it moronic
don't ya think?
it's like rain, when you wanted snow
a motor boat, when you thought you would row
brownie mix, when you want cookie dough
and who would say 'it figgers'?
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 two late
and isn't it ironic
don't ya think
it's like rain, or 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 figgers (figures)
Submitted by: Megan & Christian
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