Tekstovi: Graham Parker. Crawlin from The Wreckage.

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 suburbs 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

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
And into a brand new car

Well, 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 hyper drive
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

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

Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin? from the wreckage
Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin? from the wreckage
Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin? from the wreckage yeah

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
As everything?s as good as it possibly could be

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
And into a brand new car, into a brand new car

Well crawlin' from the wreckage, crawlin' from the wreckage
Crawlin' from the wreckage