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Graham Parker - Crawlin From The Wreckage lyrics
Crawlin from the wreckage G. Parker
 Chords: From David Windhorst 
 G D G
 Got out really early from the factory
 D G
 Drivin' like a nut in the rain
 G D G
 Don't think I was actin' so hysterically
 D
 But I didn't see a thing until it came
 C
 Met the dumb suburbos in the takeaway
 D G
 Beating up the Chinee at the counter
 C D G
 I put a few inside me at the end of the day
 D 
 I took out my revenge on the revolution counter
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 D
 You'd think by now at least that half my brain would get the message
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 C D C
 Into a brand new car
 G D G
 In walks Bud with his exploding nose
 D G
 He's been giving it maximum today
 G D G
 Shouted, How the devil, you in trouble, I suppose
 D
 All you ever do is run away
 C
 Gunned up the motor inta hyperdrive
 D G
 I wasn't gonna take any of that
 C D G
 Don't get bright ideas about a suicide
 D 
 'Cause all I ever hear is, Zoom, bam, fantastic
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage
 Crawlin' from the wreckage
 D
 You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage
 Crawlin' from the wreckage
 C D
 Into a brand new car
 G7 C7
 Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage
 G7 C7
 Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage
 G7 C7
 Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage
 Solo 
 D A D
 D A D
 D A D
 C A D
 G
 G 
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 D
 Bits of me are scattered in the trees and in the hedges
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 C D C
 Into a brand new car
 G D G
 Nothin' seems to happen that ain't happened before
 D G
 I see it all through flashes of depression 
 G D G
 I drop my drink and hit some people runnin' for the door
 D
 Gotta make some kind of impression
 C 
 'Cause when I'm disconnected from the drivin' wheel
 D G
 I'm only half the man I should be
 C D G
 Metal hitting metal is-a all I feel
 D
 Everything is good as it poss-i-bul-ly could be
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 D
 You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 C D
 Into a brand new car
 G 
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 D
 Bits of me are scattered in the trees and in the hedges
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 C D
 Into a brand new car
 G
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 (fade)
NOTES:
 In his NY concert with the Episodes, GP says:
 "Here's a song I wrote in 1978 when I was doing the Squeezing 
 Out Sparks stuff [applause] but it's not, uh, 
 It's not on that record [laughter] because it really wasn't 
 Good enough. But I gave it to Dave Edmunds who turned it into 
 Something decent. A little thing called 'Crawling from the wreckage'. 
 In Brisbane (Australia) at the gig in Van Gogh's Earlobe
 He also said " and it's kept me in swimming pools ever since." 
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 Rob's version
Crawlin from the wreckage [Index]
Corrections or comments to: Robert Whyte: rob@toadshow.com.au
 Got out really early from the factoryGraham Parker - Crawlin From The Wreckage - http://motolyrics.com/graham-parker/crawlin-from-the-wreckage-lyrics.html
 Drivin' like a nut in the rain
 Don't think I was acting so hysterically 
 But I didn't see a thing until it came
 Met the dumb suburbos in the takeaway
 Beating up the Chinee at the counter
 I put a few inside me at the end of the day 
 I took out my revenge on the revolution counter
 CHORUS
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 Bits of me are scattered in the trees and on the hedges
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 And into a brand new car
 In walks Bud with his exploding nose
 He'd been givin' it maximum today
 Shouted "How the devil you in trouble I suppose?
 But all you ever do is run away."
 Gunned up the motor into hyperdrive
 I didn't want to take any of that
 Don't get bright ideas about suicide
 Cos all I ever hear is zoom bang bang bang
 CHORUS (var)
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 You'd think by now at least that half my brain would get the message
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
(Shake it Mitch!) Instrumental verse
 Well well nothing seem to happen that ain't happened before 
 I see it all through flashes of depression
 Drop my drink and hit some people running for the door
 I gotta make some kind of impression
 Cos when I'm disconnected from the driving wheel
 I'm only half the man that I should be
 Metal hitting metal is all I feel
 But everything's as good as it possibly could be
REPEAT CHORUS (var) then repeat CHORUS one then Well, Well
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage, 
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage, 
 Crawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage, 
VARIATIONS
 The Mary's version on PISS and VINEGAR has it thus:
 You'd think by now at least I'd have a brain or get the message
STATUS QUO VERSION
 Crawling From The Wreckage
 ( G. Parker )
 Got out really early from the factory
 Driving like a nut in the rain
 Don't think I was acting so hysterically
 But I didn't see a thing until it came
 Man the drunks were verbal in the takeaway
 Beating up the chinese at the counter
 I put a few inside me
 At the end of the day
 I took out my revenge
 On the revolution counter
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 You'd think by now at least that
 Half my brain would get the message
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
 In walks Bud with his exploding nose
 He'd been giving it maximum today
 He shouted how the devil
 You in trouble I suppose
 But all you ever do is run away
 Turned up the motor into hyper-drive
 I wasn't gonna take any of that
 Don't get bright ideas about a suicide
 'cause all I ever hear
 Is zoom wam bam past me
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 You'd think by now at least that
 Half my brain would get the message
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
 Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Bits of me are scattered
 In the trees and in the hedges
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
 Nothing seem to happen that ain't happened before
 I see it all through flashes of depression
 I dry up my drink and hear
 People running for the door
 God I make some kind of impression
 'cause when I'm disconnected from the driving wheel
 I'm only half the man I should be
 But metal hitting metal isn't all I feel
 And everything is good as
 It possible could be
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 You'd think by now at least that
 Half my brain would get the message
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Bits of me are scattered
 In the trees and in the hedges
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Into a brand new car
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling from the wreckage
 Crawling, crawling
 Crawling from the wreckage








