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Crawling From The Wreckage Status Quo Famous In The Last Century 2000 |E| |E| |E| |E|
EGot out really early from the BfactoEry BDrivin' like a nut in the rEain I don't think I was actin' so hysBtericaElly But I dBidn't see a thing until it came AMet the dumb suburbos in the takeaway BBeating up the Chinee at the cEounter I pAut a few inside me at the eBnd of the dEay I tBook out my revenge on the revolution counter
ECrawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage You'd thBink by now at least that half a brain would get the message ECrawlin' from the wreckage, Crawlin' from the wreckage AInto a brand new Bcar
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 Crawlin' from the wreckage Crawlin' from the wreckage You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message Crawlin' from the wreckage Crawlin' from the wreckage Into a brand new car
ECrawlin', crawlin', A7crawlin' from the wreckage ECrawlin', crawlin', A7crawlin' from the wreckage ECrawlin', crawlin', A7crawlin' from the wreckage
|B| |F# B| |B F#| |B| |B| |F# B| |D5 C#5| |B| 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