Having Shuffle on one’s iPod is truly a glorious thing.  This song came on, and I remembered how much I love it.  It’s called Battered Broken by Jude, one of the first musicians I ever loved.  Lyrics after the fold, ’cause they’re not Mum-friendly: Everything had to be exactly as you had planned it Everything had to be exactly as you designed The sadness inside you was lost on exactly no one And there’s nothing heroic or stoic in being a mime Hey little girl is there room inside your world For a groom without a pearl or a diamond on his mind Did you think that for a second on the brink That you could let me take a drink and bet that would not climb inside over my primly pride Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh See you walking down the hall kinda tall it isn’t all like Bacall and I’m gonna pucker up and blow you right out of the seams of your suits and the dreams will be roots for the teams in cahoots My demons loving you Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh There is only so much I can give without return and Maybe a song Maybe a few Maybe not Maybe, finally fuck it and just take a shot And I battered, broken barely hoping remade token I would crawl back to you and say thanks I needed that It’s been a while I would crawl back to you and say thanks I needed that It’s been a while Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Smoother skinned than most she was and beautiful and just because I thought I’d be a doomsday gift I placed the rift Callous first and cavalier dropping verses she could hear the sad refrain of inner pain Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh There is only so much I can give without return and Maybe a song Maybe a few Maybe not Maybe, finally fuck it and just take a shot And I battered, broken barely hoping remade token I would crawl back to you and say thanks I needed that It’s been a while I would crawl back to you and say thanks I needed that It’s been a while I’m gonna grope I’m gonna grasp ‘Cause I must It’s my rope and my ass and my doom for my lusting of you Throw me a thin spider line, I’ll be fine, as I climb the mine to my divine