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BROKEN (2005)


All the King’s horses
Looked down and stared
Shook their manes and nickered
Showing they cared
All the King’s horses

Hey, fellas
Give me a hand
I’m broken
Can’t you see?
Come on, fix me up
I have a love that I need to attend to
I have sorrows that can’t be delayed
There is treasure that I need to send to
The pipers that must be paid
Before the big parade
I’m broken
I’m broken
Come on, boys
Don’t leave me like this

All the King’s men
Gave it their best
Paging through the manual
Giving up rest
All the King’s men

Hey, soldiers
Don’t give up yet
I’m broken
That may be
Come one, make me right
I have a love that I left in the arbor
I have sorrows that have to be faced
I need a shave, and I need a barber
And my shoes still need to be laced
So I won’t be disgraced
I’m broken
I’m broken
Come on, boys
Don’t leave me like this


I don’t remember falling
I felt my body stir
Then someone started calling
The rest is all a blur

My waistcoat spoiled with creases
My doublet all undone
My pocketwatch in pieces
All glistening in the sun
Get me on my feet, I’ve got to run

All the King’s horses
And all the King’s men
Trying to restore me
Trying again
All the King’s horses and men

Hey, comrades
Don’t walk away
I’m broken, woe is me
Come on, make we whole
I have a love that has wounded me greatly
I have sorrows that fill up my nights
Maybe you’ve noticed I’ve been a wreck lately
Now I’ve fallen from these heights
Lamenting lost delights
I’m broken
I’m broken
Come on, boys
Don’t leave me like this
Oh god
Don’t leave me to die


Definitely channelling Randy Newman here. Brittle, tinkly piano sound, almost spoken lyrics.

Wrote this at a rough time, but had fun with the Humpty Dumpty imagery.

crumpled paper