Crawlin from the wreckage

Crawlin from the wreckage G. Parker

Chords: From David Windhorst <[email protected]>

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: [email protected]

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 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