Ironic
An old man turned ninety-eightHe won the lottery and died the next dayIt's a black fly in your chardonnayIt's a death row pardon two minutes too lateAnd isn't it ironic... don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding dayIt's a free ride when you've already paidIt's the good advice that you just didn't takeAnd who would have thought?It figures...
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to flyHe packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbyeHe waited his whole damn life to take that flightAnd as the plane crashed down he thought"Well isn't this nice..."And isn't it ironic... don't you thinkWell life has a funny way of sneaking up on youWhen you think everything's okay and everything's going rightAnd life has a funny way of helping you outWhen you think everything's gone wrongAnd everything blows up in your face
Traffic jam when you're already lateA "no smoking" sign on your cigarette breakIt's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knifeIt's meeting the man of my dreamsAnd then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you thinkA little too ironicAnd yeah, I really do think
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on youLife has a funny, funny way of helping you outHelping you out...