I shouldn't have driven   You shouldn't have driven - but we got there   Had a good time, so we left the car   And the cabby was from a war-zone   We were glad he was driving us home   I was gladder of some movement   You took it on, you took it on board   I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"       If this isn't love it's very close   Can you hear the world is waking up?   Can we be crazy for a few more years?   Have I got them in me?       Bought myself one of those keyboard axes   Wanted to get out and dance away from the piano   That could have been the beginning of the end   If I wasn't already in the middle   The crowd was confused - and then they cheered   My career it was back on track   I was relieved, full of love for the people   I said "Thank you, each and every one of you,   For loving me at my worst"       If this isn't love it's very close   Can you hear the world is waking up?   Can we be crazy for a few more years?   Have I got them in me?       All you bright and middle-aged things   Attending your sons and daughters   Spare a thought for me out here with the kids   To hell with your bricks and mortar       It's you and me and the Holy Ghost   On the road to dawn heading down the coast   We're better sorry than safe when you count the cost   Mmm sorry than safe when you count the cost       There's a bar out east called Scrum   Only red wine and the finest of cigars   And if we leave now we'll still get in   You can find yourself a young consort   Writers of unpopular fiction are trying to drink more   Than bikies who've all left their beards at the door   You'll drink all the wine and smoke your cigar   And say "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"       If this isn't love it's very close   Can you hear the world is waking up?   Can we be crazy for a few more years?   Have I got them in me?    Words and music by Tim Freedman   Produced and engineered by Daniel Denholm   Mixed by Rob Taylor   Vocal, acoustic piano - Tim Freedman   Telecaster guitar - Jack Housden   Bar-room piano - Chris Abrahams   Backing vocals - Bernie Hayes   Keyboard axe - Matt Lovell   Bass - Martin Craft   Drums - Terepai Richmond   Brass and strings arranged and conducted by Daniel Denholm   Thanks Penny McDowell for the bikie line   For Barnes