Ironic

Alanis Morissette
Música y Letras: Alanis Morissette & Glen Ballard


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.
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.
Who would've thought... it figures.

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly,
he packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye,
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.
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 everything 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 my dreams
and then meeting his beautiful wife.
And isn't it ironic... don'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.
Who would've thought... it figures.

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