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Dave Edmunds

Crawling From The Wreckage

 

Crawling From The Wreckage

(альбом: Repeat When Necessary - 1979)


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
Met the dumb suburbs 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's been giving it maximum today
Shouted, How the devil, you in trouble, I suppose
All you ever do is run away
Gunned up the motor into hyperdrive
I wasn't gonna take any of that
Don't get bright ideas about a suicide
'Cause all I ever hear is, Zoom, bam, fantastic

Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
You'd think by now at least that half a 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 seems to happen that ain't happened before
I see it all through flashes of depression
I drop my drink and hit some people running for the door
Gotta make some kind of impression
'Cause when I'm disconnected from the driving wheel
I'm only half the man I should be
Metal hitting metal is-a all I feel
Everything is good as it poss-i-bul-ly could be

Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
You'd think by now at least that half a 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...

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