Crawlin' From The Wreckage

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pre>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." ****************************************************************** Rob's version Crawlin from the wreckage [index] Corrections or comments to: robert whyte: rob@toadshow.com.au Got out really early from the factory 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 onl

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