"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.
Rest assured
This is sincere
This is true
Let this be my writ of misanthropy
To a thankless world of men
Who have perfected nothing
Save the art of accusation
Woe is he that feels compelled to pen
Even one word of hatred
I know the hate within passion
With which I love is a travesty
Let this writ acknowledge these facts
How I miss the warmth of red blood
The color of pitch is cold and hard
And it's merciless to the tenderhearted
How I miss the strength of red blood
Its susceptibility to burn jet
And the might to withstand a brutal scorching
How I have learned to wield this scorched, jet blood
To the gross advantage
This blood must not go to waste
All is not yet lost
Take these words of blood ill-tempered
Take these words and
Cut deep
Lacerate the soiled flesh
Impact the brittle bone
And we all will bleed together
May this blood pave the way to solution
We have all been so wrong
Conditioned to accept and approve of substandard
Communication and behavior
Reason is clouding
Hearts are hardening
And the result is murder
This age is grave bound
Likewise, its aging successors
Aging, all the while, descending
Developing an even more insatiable thirst for chaos
Life among hyenas and asps under vultures
That pick at the corpses of the fallen
And man will continue to suffer unto itself
Until some stand to rally the fray by firm example
Chaos must succumb to order
Lest these days be numbered
I cannot contribute to disarray
I simply cannot relate
Let this be my act of defiance
Let this be my refusal to fit in
Let this be my writ of anthropy
This is sincere
This is true
Let this be my writ of misanthropy
To a thankless world of men
Who have perfected nothing
Save the art of accusation
Woe is he that feels compelled to pen
Even one word of hatred
I know the hate within passion
With which I love is a travesty
Let this writ acknowledge these facts
How I miss the warmth of red blood
The color of pitch is cold and hard
And it's merciless to the tenderhearted
How I miss the strength of red blood
Its susceptibility to burn jet
And the might to withstand a brutal scorching
How I have learned to wield this scorched, jet blood
To the gross advantage
This blood must not go to waste
All is not yet lost
Take these words of blood ill-tempered
Take these words and
Cut deep
Lacerate the soiled flesh
Impact the brittle bone
And we all will bleed together
May this blood pave the way to solution
We have all been so wrong
Conditioned to accept and approve of substandard
Communication and behavior
Reason is clouding
Hearts are hardening
And the result is murder
This age is grave bound
Likewise, its aging successors
Aging, all the while, descending
Developing an even more insatiable thirst for chaos
Life among hyenas and asps under vultures
That pick at the corpses of the fallen
And man will continue to suffer unto itself
Until some stand to rally the fray by firm example
Chaos must succumb to order
Lest these days be numbered
I cannot contribute to disarray
I simply cannot relate
Let this be my act of defiance
Let this be my refusal to fit in
Let this be my writ of anthropy
Lyrics submitted by HotWaterMusic777
Scornful of the Motives and Virtue of Others Lyrics as written by Matthew Fletcher Geert Van Der Velde
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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