Crawling From The Wreckage
Dave Edmunds Lyrics
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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 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.
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.
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."
Gunned up the motor inta 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 bam past me.
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 seem 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.
But metal hitting metal is all I feel,
And everything is good as it possibly 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 on the hedges
Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Into a brand new car
Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage
The song "Crawling From the Wreckage" by Dave Edmunds is a powerful depiction of a man who feels disconnected from his life and is desperately seeking to escape from it. The lyrics describe a man who leaves work early and drives recklessly in the rain before encountering a scene of violence at a takeout restaurant. The singer then drinks to dull his emotions and engages in destructive behavior, eventually ending up in a car accident. Despite everything, he continues to crawl from the wreckage and fight to start anew.
The repeated chorus of "Crawling from the wreckage" represents the singer's struggle to move forward from his traumatic experiences. The use of automotive imagery ties the song's themes together and serves as a metaphor for the singer's desire to gain control over his life once more. The song's message ultimately seems to be one of resilience - no matter how many times he crashes and burns, the singer continues to press on and rebuild his life piece by piece.
Overall, "Crawling From the Wreckage" is a poignant and universal song that speaks to the human experience of overcoming adversity and starting anew.
Line by Line Meaning
Got out really early from the factory,
I left work early and headed home
Driving like a nut in the rain.
I was driving recklessly in the rain
Don't think I was acting so hysterically,
I don't think I was overreacting
But I didn't see a thing until it came.
But I didn't see what was in front of me until it hit me
Man, the drunks were verbal in the takeaway
The drunk people in the restaurant were being loud and obnoxious
Beating up the Chinee at the counter.
They were attacking the Chinese workers at the counter
I put a few inside me at the end of the day.
I had a few drinks at the end of the day
I took out my revenge on the revolution counter.
I took out my frustrations on the jukebox
Crawling from the wreckage,
I'm barely making it through the aftermath
Crawling from the wreckage.
I'm slowly getting past the wreckage
You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message
You would think by now I would have learned my lesson
Into a brand new car.
Starting fresh in a new car
In walks Bud with his exploding nose.
Bud walks in with his red and irritated nose
He'd been giving it maximum today.
He had been putting in maximum effort today
He shouted "How the devil? You in trouble I suppose?
He yelled, 'What's up? Are you in trouble?'
But all you ever do is run away."
But all you do is avoid your problems
Gunned up the motor inta hyperdrive.
I accelerated rapidly
I wasn't gonna take any of that.
I wasn't going to tolerate his attitude
Don't get bright ideas about a suicide,
Don't even think about killing yourself
'Cause all I ever hear is zoom bam bam past me.
Because all I hear is the sound of cars speeding past me
Bits of me are scattered in the trees and in the hedges
Some parts of me are left behind in the wreckage
Nothing seem to happen that ain't happened before
Nothing seems to be new or surprising
I see it all through flashes of depression.
I see everything through episodes of sadness
I drop my drink and hit some people running for the door.
I accidentally spilled my drink and hit some people trying to escape
Gotta make some kind of impression.
I need to do something to stand out
'Cause when I'm disconnected from the driving wheel,
Because when I'm not in control of my life
I'm only half the man I should be.
I'm not living up to my potential
But metal hitting metal is all I feel,
But the sound of metal crashing is all I'm aware of
And everything is good as it possibly could be.
And everything is going as well as it can
Contributed by Lila J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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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."
Gunned 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 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
Got to 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
@midgenobby
I'd forgotten how great this is.. Pure garage rock.. Fabulous
@robertvanderclock2657
LOVE Dave Edmunds.......who WOULDN'T want this guy as rhythm guitarist in their band?
@MikiCab1
Cannot remember the last time I heard this song. Pleasant surprise in my feed today. Youtube you did good today.
@susanleitch8649
Most people spend their lives crawling from one wreckage or another! He's spot on bless im! Love this!
@jahnsahn7695
It was my personal anthem from 1979 to 81
@seanhartig3096
Thatâs me. Still livin today
@HybridphotoPro
This is one of my fave '80's songs but did you ever read the lyrics? OMGoodness they are bizarre and a bit dark for a fun uptempo song that most folks sing along to: "Crawling from the wreckage. Bits of me are scattered in the trees and on the hedges". haha I still love all Dave Edmunds work.
@ol.grumpy.bastard
This song neatly sums up ~45 years of my dating history. You'd think by now at least half my brain would get the message.
Nope... đ
@seancallahan1312
Great comment. Same with (I had to count) 43 years of girl-chasing for me. I was 13 when it got real. I have settled down these last 7 years. Never married yet. Fucking surfers, right? lol. I always think of this song when I'm waking up with a hangover and trying to drag myself out of bed.
@JC-gw3yo
I feel your pain...