Pink - M!ssundaztood
Artist Name: Pink
Album Title: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock
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Track Title Time Size (k)
1. Missundaztood 03:37 4259
2. Don't Let Me Get Me 03:31 4144
3. Just Like a Pill 03:57 4660
4. Get the Party Started 03:12 3774
5. Respect 03:25 4027
6. 18 Wheeler 03:44 4404
7. Family Portrait 04:57 5820
8. Misery 04:32 5350
9. Dear Diary 03:29 4113
10. Eventually 03:35 4224
11. Lonely Girl 04:20 5115
12. Numb 03:08 3699
13. Gone to California 04:34 5381
14. My Vietnam 05:19 6262

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1. Missundaztood Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:37
Size: 4259 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Missundaztood"
Album: Missundaztood

Go Damon
Go Linda
Go Pink
Hahaha yeah
It's me

I might be the way everybody likes to say
I know what you're thinking about me
There might be a day you might have a certain way

But you don't in my luxuries
And its me, I know I know my name
Cuz I say it proud
Everything I want I always do
Lookin' for the right track
Always on the wrong track
But all you're catchin' are these tracks that I'm
layin' down for you

There's a song I was listenin' to up all night
There's a voice I am hearin' sayin' its alright
When I'm happy, I'm sad, but everything is good
Its not that complicated I'm just missundaztood

There might be a day everything, it goes my way
Can't you think I know I'm superfly?
I might see the world in a world inside of you
Then I just might say goodbye
And its my name I know, I say it loud cuz I'm
really proud
Of all the things I used to do
Cuz its the wrong track
Lookin' for the right track
And all you're catchin' are these tracks that I'm
layin' down for you

There's a song I was listenin' to up all night
There's a voice I am hearin' sayin' its alright
When I'm happy, I'm sad, but everything is good
Its not that complicated I'm just missundaztood

There's a song I was listenin' to up all night
There's a voice I am hearin' sayin' its alright
When I'm happy, I'm sad, but everything is good
Its not that complicated I'm just missundaztood

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Lookin' for the right track
Always on the wrong track
But all you're catchin' are these tracks that I'm
layin' down for you

There's a song I was listenin' to up all night
There's a voice I am hearin' sayin' its alright
I was taken for granted but its all good
Cuz I'll do it again, I'm just missundaztood
Said I'll do it again, I'm just missundaztood
I said I'll do it again, I'm just missundaztood
I said I'll do it again, I'm just missundaztood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
UH! Yeah, yeah, UH! UH! UH! UH! Bring it back,
UH!
Damon: Exlax commercial?
Pink: Wha? *Laughs* No this ain't no damn exlax
commercial! This my first single MAN!


2. Don't Let Me Get Me Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:31
Size: 4144 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Don't let me get me"

Never win first place
I don't support the team
Can't take direction
And my socks are never clean

Teachers dated me
My friends hated me
I was always in a fight
'Cause I can't do nothin' right

Every day I fight a war against a mirror
I Can't take the person staring back at

(Chourus)
I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's about you knowing yourelf
So irratating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I want to be somebody else

I want to be somebody else

L.A. told me
You'll be a popstar
All you have to change
Is everything you are

Tired of being compared
To damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me

So doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me somthing
To be in the life of someone else
'Cause

(Chourus)

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's about you knowing yourelf
So irratating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I want to be somebody else

So doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me somthing
To be in the life of someone else
Don't let me get me

(Chourus)

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's about you knowing yourelf
So irratating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I want to be somebody else


3. Just Like a Pill Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:57
Size: 4660 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
*Pink*, "Just like a pill"
Album: Missundaztood

VERSE 1 ~
I'm lying here on the floor
Where you left me
I think I took to much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

CHORUS 1~
I can't stay on your life support
There's a shortage in the switch
I can't stay on your morphine
Cuz it's makin' me itch

I said I tried to call the nurse again
But shes being a little bitch
I think I'll get out of here

CHORUS 2~
Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of no where
To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear, your just like a pill
Instead of making me better
Your making me ill
You keep making me ill

VERSE 2~
I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
It must be a bad trip
All of the other pills they were different
Maybe I should get some help

CHORUS(1 and 2, repeat 2 3x)


4. Get the Party Started Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:12
Size: 3774 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Get The Party Started"
Album: Missundaztood

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started

Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started

Pumpin up the volume, breakin down' to the beat
Cruisin' through the west side
We'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my a**
Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started

Makin' my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancin' and their dancin' for me
I'm your operator, you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line

I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started right now


5. Respect Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:25
Size: 4027 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Respect"
Album: Missundaztood

1 and 2 and 3 and 4
This my rap song

1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired of boys up in my face

Pick up lines like "What's your sign" won't get
you anyplace
When me and all my girls go walking down the
street
It seems we can't go anywhere without a car that
goes "Beep-beep"

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now,

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Mirror on the wall, damn I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys, I would make me
mine
When I pass you in a club, "Ooh, lala!" you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy, or your piece of
ass

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

No jealousy, no envy girls, c'mon, let's work it
out
No freebies in the limousine, that's not what its
about
Let 'em know there's work to do, give it up he
won't call you
Respect is just a minimum, go on girl and get you
some

1-2-3-4

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Let's come together
C'mon girls let's work it out
Let's come together
We'll show them what we're talkin' bout
Let's come together
C'mon girls let's work it out
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
Nothin' good comes for free


6. 18 Wheeler Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:44
Size: 4404 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "18 Wheeler"

Hey hey man, what`s your problem
I see you try to hurt me bad
Don`t know what you`re up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
`Cause you know I`m not that kind of girl
That`ll lay there let you come first

You can push me out the window
I`ll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won`t give a f***
You can hang me like a slave
I`ll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can`t keep me down

Hey hey girl, are you ready for today
You got your shield and sword
`Cause it`s time to play the games
You are beautiful even though you`re not for sure
Don`t you let him pull you by your skirt
You`re gonna get your feelings hurt

You can push me out the window
I`ll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won`t give a f***
You can hang me like a slave
I`ll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can`t keep me down


7. Family Portrait Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:57
Size: 5820 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Family Portrait"
Album: Missundaztood

Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh

Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you
said

You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this is my shelter
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, you'll see
I don't want love to destroy me like it has done
my family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave

Daddy please stop yellin, I can't stand the sound

Make mama stop cryin, cuz I need you around
My mama she loves you, no matter what she says
its true
I know that she hurts you, but remember I love
you, too

I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away
Don't wanna go back to that place, but don't have
no choice, no way
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, well I've seen
I don't want love to destroy me like it did my
family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave

In our family portrait, we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, let's act like it comes
naturally
I don't wanna have to split the holidays
I don't want two addresses
I don't want a step-brother anyways
And I don't want my mom to have to change her
last name

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, act like it goes naturally

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
(I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do
anything)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
Let's play pretend act and like it comes so
naturally
(I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to that
(I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)

Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Turn around please
Remember that the night you left you took my
shining star?
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Don't leave us here alone

Mom will be nicer
I'll be so much better, I'll tell my brother
Oh, I won't spill the milk at dinner
I'll be so much better, I'll do everything right
I'll be your little girl forever
I'll go to sleep at night


8. Misery Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:32
Size: 5350 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Misery"
Album: Missundaztood

Shadows are fallin' all over town
Another night and these blues got me down
Oh, misery! I sure could use some company
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an old ball and chain
Guess its all meant to be
For love to cause me misery

Oh misery! Oh misery!
Tell me why does my heart make a fool of me
Seems its my destiny
For love to cause me misery

And, oh! I've been down this road before
With a passion that turns into pain
And each I saw love walk out the door
I swore never get caught again

But ain't it true? It takes what it takes
And sometime we get too smart to leave
One more heartache for me
Another night of misery

Oh! And oh misery! Oh misery!
Tell me why does my heart make a fool of me
Oh misery! Oh misery!
Tell me why, why, why, why, why, why does this
heart make a fool of me
Seems its my destiny
For love to cause misery, oh
Misery
Guess its all meant to be
For love to cause me misery, oh, no, yeah
Misery


9. Dear Diary Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:29
Size: 4113 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Dear Diary"
Album: Missundaztood

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them, and this is what I've
done

I've been a bad, bad girl for so long
I don't know how to change what went wrong
Daddy's little girl when he went away
What did it teach me? That love leaves

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them, and this is what I've
done

I've been down every road you could go
I made some bad choices as you know
Seems I have the whole world cradled in my hands
But its just like me not to understand

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

I learned my lessons
I turned myself around
I've got a guardian angel tattooed on my shoulder

She's been watching over me

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
Cuz you're the only one that I know who'll keep
them
Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

I've been a bad, bad girl


10. Eventually Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:35
Size: 4224 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Eventually"
Album: Missundaztood

I am an opportunity and I knock so softly
Sometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just
get off me
So many playas you'd think I was a ball game
Its every man for themself, there are no
team mates
This life gets lonely when everybody wants
something
This might have been your fate
But they'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

Surrounded by familiar faces without names
None of them know me or want to share my pain
And they only wish to bask in my light, then fade
away
To win my love, to them a game
To watch me live my life in pain
When all is done and the glitter fades, fades
away
They'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

I drank your poison cuz you told me its wine
Shame on you if you fool once
Shame on me if you fool me twice
I didn't know the price
You'll get yours eventually

So what good am I to you if I can't be broken?
You'll get yours, yes you'll get yours
Eventually


11. Lonely Girl Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:20
Size: 5115 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Lonely Girl"
Album: Missundaztood

I can remember the very first time I cried
How I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside
All of my memories - good and bad - that's past
Didn't even take the time to realize

Starin' at the cracks in the walls
Cuz I'm waiting for it all to come to an end
Still I curl up right under the bed
Cuz its takin' over my head all over again

Do you even know who you are?
I guess I'm tryin' to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
I want to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?

Lyin' awake watchin' the sunlight
How the birds will sing as I count the rings
around my eyes
Constantly pushing the world I know aside
I don't even feel the pain, I don't even want to
try

I'm lookin' for a way to become
The person that I dreamt of when I was sixteen
Oh, nothin' is ever enough
Ooh, baby, it ain't enough for what it may seem

Do you even know who you are?
I'm still tryin' to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Everybody wants to be
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No

Sorry girl, tell a tale for me
Cuz I'm wondering how you really feel
I'm a lonely girl, I'll tell a tale for you
Cuz I'm just tryin' to make all my dreams come
true

Do you even know who you are?
Oh, yeah, yeah
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Oh, I wanted to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell, I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
I guess not, oh I guess not

Do you even know who you are?
Oh, I'm tryin' to find
A rising dream or a superstar?
Oh, I have a all these dreams
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No, no
Do you even know what you are?
A rising dream or a fallen star?
Is life good to you or is it bad?


12. Numb Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:08
Size: 3699 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Numb"
Album: Missundaztood

No sleep, no sex for you from your ex-girlfriend
I was too deep, I can't let you go and just jump
in
At times I would push my feelings aside to let
you feel
I'm novicane I'm numb and nothing's real

Like the coldest winter, I am frozen from you

I was weak before now you made me so numb
I can't feel much for you anymore
I gave you my all, my baby
I'm numb, numb, numb

But the tears were silent inside you see
But the tears were silent inside you see

I laid there quiet, watched you have your way
with me
I might have cried, the tears were silent inside
you see
You called me names, made me feel like I was dumb

I didn't feel a thing and now I'm gone, gone,
gone

Like a battered child I got used to your pain
But you know its cuz

I was weak before now you made me so numb
I can't feel much for you anymore
I gave you my all, my baby
I'm numb, numb, numb

I was weak before now you made me so numb
I can't feel much for you anymore
I gave you my all, my baby
I'm numb, numb, numb

Don't feel a thing, don't feel the pain
Numb, numb, numb
Said

I was weak before now you made me so numb
I can't feel much for you anymore
I gave you my all, my baby
I'm numb, numb, numb

I was weak for
Said now I'm numb, numb, numb
No, no, no, no


13. Gone to California Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:34
Size: 5381 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "Gone to California"
Album: Mizzundastood

Goin to California
To live in the Summer Sun
The streets are made of silver
I'm like a rabbit on the run

Philadelphia Freedom
Well its not like you have heard
The city of Brotherly Love
Is full of pain and hurt

I'm going to California
To find my pot of gold
Corruption on every corner
Hustlers selling sweets
Baby is home cryin
While her Mama is on the streets
Everybodys dyin

Have you heard the news today?
A woman in North Philly is mourning
The bullet took another son away

Goin to California, yes
To ressurect my soul
The sun is always shining
Or at least thats what im told

Goin to California
Theres a better life for me
Goin to California
I'll write and tell you what i see

Goin to California
Somebody say a prayer for me


14. My Vietnam Top
Artist: Pink
Album: M!ssundaztood
Year: 2001
Genre: Rock

Time: 05:19
Size: 6262 K
Track 160
Rate: 44100

Comment:
M!ssundaztood - AMG Review
Pink's debut album was a promising collection of dance-pop, easily lumped into the teen pop boon of 2000 since she was young and sang over savvy, skittering club beats. Those comparisons irked - hell, angered - Pink, and she was determined to prove she was real with her second album. So she called up her idol, Linda Perry of 4 Non Blondes fame, to help her rock and write; bared her soul; fought for some artistic control; brought in Steven Tyler; and wound up with M!ssundaztood, a title bound to never show up on Internet search engines. This all sounds like the script for a VH1 movie, but the wild thing is that M!ssundaztood not only works, it works smashingly - a bewildering amalgam of sounds and attitudes that shouldn't fit together, but defy all odds and do. This record bubbles over with imagination, as hooky pop songs like the title track rub shoulders with glitzy dancefloor anthems like "Get the Party Started" and sexy, swaggering arena rock redux like "18 Wheeler" before delving into weird confessionals like "Family Portrait," "Dear Diary," and "My Vietnam." Forget that this isn't what anybody would have expected Pink to do; it's hard to imagine anybody else that would have the idea and the inclination to blend late-'80s, metal-spiked album rock with modern hip-hop and dance, then dress it up with dazzling modern pop production, all the while not avoiding painful subjects (particularly her dysfunctional family) or melody. If that's not an artistic statement, I don't know what is, and the damn thing is there hasn't been a record in the mainstream this vibrant or this alive in a long, long time.
Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Pink, "My Vietnam"
Album: Missundaztood

Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom
Peace and all the great things that we take
advantage of
Once I fed the homeless, I'll never forget
I look upon their faces as I treated them with
respect
And

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

Momma was a lunatic, she liked to push my buttons

She said I wasn't good enough, but I guess I
wasn't trying
Never like school that much, they tried to teach
me better
But I just wasn't hearing it because I thought I
was already pretty clever
And

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
They keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
They keep on dropping bombs
And I keep score

What do you expect from me?
What am I not giving you?
What could I do for you to make me OK in your
eyes?

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
They keep on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

This is my Vietnam
This is my Vietnam


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