Alanis Morissette - Flavors of Entanglement (2008)

Alanis Morissette Flavors of Entanglement
	Flavors of Entanglement is the seventh studio album and fifth international release by Canadian-American singer-songwriter Alanis Morissette. The album, which was originally set for an April release, will be released May 30 in Germany, Benelux and Brazil, internationally on June 2 and in the United States on June 10 (per an announcement from Morissette's official Web site). It was produced by Guy Sigsworth.		Released May 30, 2008 (Ireland/Germany/Belgium/Brazil) June 2, 2008 (International) June 4, 2008 (Japan) June 10, 2008 (US) Mp3: 320 kbps Genre Rock, Pop Rock, Alternative, Electronica Label Maverick, Warner Bros. (US) Festival Mushroom Records, Warner Bros. (Australia/Pacific) Producer Guy Sigsworth
	Description: Artist...............: Alanis Morissette Album................: Flavors Of Entanglement Genre................: Pop Source...............: Retail CD Year.................: 2008 Channels.............: Stereo / 44100 HZ/16 Bit Ripped by............: genial on 23/06/2008 Covers...............: Front Back CD Inlay Inside Bonus tracks: 1. “Orchid” — 4:21 2. “The Guy Who Leaves” — 4:11 3. “Madness” — 6:22 4. “Limbo No More” — 5:21 5. “On the Tequila” — 3:42		01. (00:04:22) Alanis M - Citizen Of The Planet 02. (00:04:07) Alanis M - Underneath 03. (00:03:08) Alanis M - Straitjacket 04. (00:03:36) Alanis M - Versions Of Violence 05. (00:04:45) Alanis M - Not As We 06. (00:04:07) Alanis M - In Praise Of The Vulnerable Man 07. (00:05:35) Alanis M - Moratorium 08. (00:04:50) Alanis M - Torch 09. (00:03:48) Alanis M - Giggling Again For No Reason 10. (00:04:26) Alanis M - Tapes 11. (00:03:30) Alanis M - Incomplete
	Full Lyrics of Flavors of Entanglement============================== The following are official lyrics from Warner Music. - Citizen of The Planet - Underneath - Straitjacket - Versions of Violence - Not As We - In Praise of The Vulnerable Man - Moratorium - Torch - Giggling Again For No Reason - Tapes - Incomplete 01. CITIZEN OF THE PLANET i start up in the north i grow from special seed i sprinkle it with sensibility from French and Hungarian snow i linger in the sprouting until my engine's full then i move across the sea to european bliss to language of poets as i cut the cord of home i kiss my mother's mother look to the horizon wide eyed, new ground humbled by my new surroundings i am a citizen of the planet my president is kwan yin my frontier is on an airplane my prisons: homes for rehabilitating then i fly back to my nest, i fly back with my nuclear but everything is different so i wait, my yearn for home is broadened, patriotism expanded by callings from beyond so i pack my things nothing precious all things sacred i am a citizen of the planet my laws are all of attraction my punishments are consequences separating from source the original sin i am a citizen of the planet democracy's kids are sovereign where the teachers are the sages and pedestals fill with every parent and so, the next few years are blurry the next decade's a flurry of smells and tastes unknown threads sewn straight through this fabric through fields of every color one culture to another i come alive and i get giddy and i taken and globally naturalized i am a citizen of the planet from simple roots through high vision i am guarded by the angels my body guides the direction i go in i am a citizen of the planet my favorite pastime edge stretching besotten with human condition these ideals are borne from my deepest within *back to top* 02. UNDERNEATH look at us break our bonds in this kitchen look at us rallying all our defenses look at us waging war in our bedroom look at us jumping ship in our dialogues there is no difference in what we're doing in here that doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there so why spend all our time in dressing our bandages when we've the ultimate key to the cause right here our underneath look at us form our cliques in our sandbox look at us micro kids with both our hearts blocked look at us turned away from all the rough spots look at dictatorship on my own block there is no difference in what we're doing in here that doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there so why spend all our time in dressing our bandages when we've the ultimate key to the cause right here our underneath how I've spun my wheels with carts before my horse when shine on the outside springs from the root spotlight on these seeds of simpler reasons this core, born into form, starts in our living room there is no difference in what we're doing in here that doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there so why spend all our time in dressing our bandages when we've the ultimate key to the cause right here our underneath *back to top* 03. STRAITJACKET something so benign for me construed as cruelty such a difference between who I am and who you see conclusions you come to of me routinely incorrect i don’t know who you’re talking to with such fucking disrespect this shit’s making me crazy the way you nullify what’s in my head you say one thing do another and argue that’s not what you did your way’s making me mental how you filter as skewed interpret i swear you won’t be happy til i am bound in a straitjacket talking with you's like talking to a sieve that can’t hear me tou fight me tooth and nail to disavow what’s happening you're resistance to a mirror i feel screaming from your body one day i’ll introduce myself and you’ll see you’ve not yet met me this shit’s making me crazy the way you nullify what’s in my head you say one thing do another and argue that’s not what you did your way’s making me mental how you filter as skewed interpret i swear you won’t be happy til i am bound in a straitjacket grand dissonance the strings of my puppet are cut the end of an era your discrediting’s lost my consent this shit’s making me crazy the way you nullify what’s in my head you say one thing do another and argue that’s not what you did your way’s making me mental how you filter as skewed interpret i swear you won’t be happy til i am bound in a straitjacket *back to top* 04. VERSIONS OF VIOLENCE coercing or leaving shutting down and punishing running from rooms, defending withholding, justifying these versions of violence sometimes subtle sometimes clear and the ones that go unnoticed still leave their mark once disappeared diagnosing, analyzing unsolicited advice explaining and controlling judging opining and meddling these versions of violence sometimes subtle sometimes clear and the ones that go unnoticed still leave their mark once disappeared this labeling this pointing this sensitive’s unraveling this sting I’ve been ignoring i feel it way down way down these versions of violence sometimes subtle sometimes clear and the ones that go unnoticed still leave their mark once disappeared these versions of violence sometimes subtle sometimes clear and the ones that go unnoticed still leave their mark once disappeared *back to top* 05. NOT AS WE reborn and shivering spat out on new terrain unsure unconvincingvthis faint and shakey hour day one day one start over again step one step one i'm barely making sense for now i'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it from scratch begin again but this time "I as i" and not as we gun shy and quivering timid without a hand feign brave with steel intent little and hardly here day one day one start over again step one step one with not much making sense just yet i'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it from scratch begin again but this time "I as i" and not as we eyes wet toward wide open frayed if god's taking bets i pray He wants to lose day one day one start over again step one step one i'm barely making sense just yet i'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it from scratch begin again but this time "I as I" and not as we *back to top* 06. IN PRAISE OF THE VULNERABLE MAN you are the bravest man I’ve ever met you unreluctant at treacherous ledge you are the sexiest man I’ve ever been with you, never hotter than with armor spent when you do what you do to provide how you land in the soft as you fortify this is in praise of the vulnerable man why won’t you lead the rest of your cavalry home you, with your eyes mix strength with abandon you with your new kind of heroism and I bow and I bow down to you to the grace that it takes to melt on through this is in praise of the vulnerable man why won’t you lead the rest of your cavalry home this is a thank you for letting me in indeed in praise of the vulnerable man you are the greatest man I’ve ever met you the stealth setter of new precedents and I vow and I vow to be true and I vow and I vow not to take advantage this is in praise of the vulnerable man why won’t you lead the rest of your cavalry home this is a thank you for letting me in indeed in praise of the vulnerable man *back to top* 07. MORATORIUM i've never been this accountable-less and within i've never known focuslessness on any form i've never had this lack of ache for dalliance To let go, and let god in ways i have never even imagined I’ve never let my grasp soften; fingers like this I’ve never been careless otherless like autonomy’s twin i declare a moratorium on things relationship i declare a respite from the toils of liaison i do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement i declare a full time out from all things commitment ah to breathe Stop looking outside Stop searching in corners of rooms Not my business or timing ahhh I’ve never known freedom from intertwining i start again this time for keeps, in my skin i'm residing i declare a moratorium on things relationship i declare a respite from the toils of liaison i do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement i declare a full time out from all things commitment i declare a moratorium on things relationship i declare a respite from the toils of liaison i do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement i declare a full time out from all things commitment *back to top* 08. TORCH i miss your smell and your style and your pure abiding way miss your approach to life and your body in my bed miss your take on anything and the music you would play miss cracking up and wrestling and our debriefs at end of day these are things that I miss these are not times for the weak of heart these are the days of raw despondence i never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this i miss your neck and your gait and your sharing what you write miss you walking through the front door documentaries in your hand miss traveling our traveling and your fun and charming friends miss our big sur getaways and to watch you love my dogs these are things that I miss these are not times for the weak of heart these are the days of raw despondence i never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this vone step one prayer I soldier on, simulating moving on i miss your warmth and the thought of us bringing up our kids and the part of you that walks with your stick-tied handkerchief these are things that I miss these are not times for the weak of heart these are the days of raw despondence i never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this these are things that I miss these are not times for the weak of heart these are the days of raw despondence i never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this *back to top* 09. GIGGLING AGAIN FOR NO REASON i am driving in my car up highway one i left LA without telling anyone there were people who needed something from me but I am sure they’ll get along fine on their own oh this state of ecstasy nothing but road could ever give to me this liberty wind in my face and I’m giggling again for no reason i am dancing with my friends in elation we’ve taken adventures to new levels of fun i can feel the bones are smiling in my body i can see the meltings of inhibition oh this state of ecstasy nothing but road could ever give to me this liberty wind in my face and I’m giggling again for no reason i’m reeling jubilation triumphant in delight i am at home in this high five and I’m smiling for no reason i am sitting at the set of cali sun we’ve gotten quiet for its’ last precious seconds i can feel the salt of the sea on my skin and we still hear the echoes of abandon oh this state of ecstasy nothing but net could ever give to me this liberty wind in my face and I’m giggling again for no reason *back to top* 10. TAPES "i am someone easy to leave" "every easier to forget" a voice, if inaccurate again: "i'm the one they all run from" diatribes of clouded sun someone help me find the pause button all these tapes in my head swirl around keeping my vibe down all these thoughts in my head aren't my own wreaking havoc "i'm too exhausting to be loved" "a volatile chemical" "best to quarantine and cut off" all these tapes in my head swirl around keeping my vibe down all these thoughts in my head aren't my own wreaking havoc "i'm but a thorn in your sweet side" "you are better off without me" "it'd be best to leave at once" all these tapes in my head swirl around keeping my vibe down all these thoughts in my head aren't my own wreaking havoc *back to top* 11. INCOMPLETE one day ill find relief i’ll be arriv-ed and i'll be a friend to my friends who know how to be friends one day ill be at peace i’ll be enlightened and i'll be married with children and maybe adopt one day I will be healed I will gather my wounds forge the end of tragic comedy i have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line and I have been missing the rapture this whole time Of being forever incomplete one day, my mind will retreat, and ill know god and ill be constantly one with her night dusk and day one day ill be secure, like the women I see on their 30th anniversaries i have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line and I have been missing the rapture this whole time of being forever incomplete ever unfolding ever expanding ever adventurous and torturous but never done one day, I will speak freely i’ll be less afraid and measured outside of my poems and lyrics and art one day I will be faith-filled ill be trusting and spacious authentic and grounded and whole i have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line and I have been missing the rapture this whole time of being forever incomplete *back to top* LYRICS, QUOTES AND PHOTOS ARE PROPERTY OF ALANIS MORISSETTE. 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