Lyrics:

(G. Parker) 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 Man, the drunks were verbal 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 Into a brand new car In walks Bud with his exploding nose He'd been givin' 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 hyperdrive I wasn't gonna take any of that Don't get bright ideas about a suicide Cos all I ever hear is zoom bang bang bang 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 Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage Crawlin', crawlin', crawlin' from the wreckage Crawlin' from the wreckage, crawlin' from the wreckage Bits of me are scattered in the trees and in the hedges Crawlin' from the wreckage, crawlin' 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, get people running for the door I gotta make some kind of impression 'Cos when I'm