"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Paint your face, Cover the black heads
Short top bulging up your saggy tits
Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter,
Don't you wanna
Toilet paper, going down your top
Do ever think about, bringing out some condoms
When you aim to go out and get fucked
Fucked all night long
Wearing No Un Der Wear to slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck Me
Everybody here comes in your face
You're wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who you're fuckin,
Fucked all night long
Cheap Slut
I see
That you don't want to be saved
Protection gets in your way
But I don't want this disease, so. . .
Sucking off in the toilet,
That door has, your name, written on it
You fuck there more every night now
Everything in town
Semen, dripping from your eye lids
Running down your cheek you're rancid,
Tattooed insert across your lips,
I am disgusted
Wearing No Un Der Wear to slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck Me
Everybody here comes in your face,
You're wanting everybody looking on for your attention
When you fuck is there still sensation
How many men have been in you
Bitchin, erected muscle lickin,
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who you're fucking
Fucked all night long
Cheap Slut
I see
That you don't want to be saved
Protection gets in your way
But I don't want this disease, so. . .
So what do ya do
Go out and get fucked by 10 different men then go and brag to your friends
Do you think that makes you a better person
Please tell me what you were like as a virgin
Just an easy whore
Open the door and come in
Let the transmitting begin
Do you ever think about the people you're fucking
Bet you laugh at them thinking they got lucky
May as well strap an advert to your back saying 'Fuck Me, Free Disease'
Stupefied Bitch
Open Legs
Insert Quick
Philosophy of a slut
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
I see that you don't want to be safe
You're on a carrousel with no horses
You just slide up and down on the poles
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
Short top bulging up your saggy tits
Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter,
Don't you wanna
Toilet paper, going down your top
Do ever think about, bringing out some condoms
When you aim to go out and get fucked
Fucked all night long
Wearing No Un Der Wear to slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck Me
Everybody here comes in your face
You're wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you
Bitchin erected muscle lickin
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who you're fuckin,
Fucked all night long
Cheap Slut
I see
That you don't want to be saved
Protection gets in your way
But I don't want this disease, so. . .
Sucking off in the toilet,
That door has, your name, written on it
You fuck there more every night now
Everything in town
Semen, dripping from your eye lids
Running down your cheek you're rancid,
Tattooed insert across your lips,
I am disgusted
Wearing No Un Der Wear to slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck Me
Everybody here comes in your face,
You're wanting everybody looking on for your attention
When you fuck is there still sensation
How many men have been in you
Bitchin, erected muscle lickin,
Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken
Do you ever think about who you're fucking
Fucked all night long
Cheap Slut
I see
That you don't want to be saved
Protection gets in your way
But I don't want this disease, so. . .
So what do ya do
Go out and get fucked by 10 different men then go and brag to your friends
Do you think that makes you a better person
Please tell me what you were like as a virgin
Just an easy whore
Open the door and come in
Let the transmitting begin
Do you ever think about the people you're fucking
Bet you laugh at them thinking they got lucky
May as well strap an advert to your back saying 'Fuck Me, Free Disease'
Stupefied Bitch
Open Legs
Insert Quick
Philosophy of a slut
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
I see that you don't want to be safe
You're on a carrousel with no horses
You just slide up and down on the poles
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
You're Such the
You're Such A Fool
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