Here’s a piece of everyday musical randomness: Only a day after penning a post about Terri Schiavo, what should tick up on my computer’s shuffle-set music player?

The Smiths’ “Girlfriend in a Coma”. I don’t put much any credence in such coincidences, but still, freaky.

Anyway, this one’s going out to Michael Schiavo. The lyrics might seem a bit callous, but what the hey:

Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know – it’s serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know – it’s really serious

There were times when I could
Have murdered her
(But you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)

No, I don’t want to see her

Do you really think
She’ll pull through?
Do you really think
She’ll pull through?
Do…

Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know – it’s serious
My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye

There were times when I could
Have strangled her
(But you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
Would you please
Let me see her!

Do you really think
She’ll pull through?
Do you really think
She’ll pull through?
Do…
Let me whisper my last goodbyes

I know – it’s serious