Crawlin' from the Wreckage Songtext

von Graham Parker

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"Crawlin' from the Wreckage" ist ein Song von Graham Parker, der von den Schwierigkeiten und Herausforderungen des Leben...

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 into 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

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)