"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.
Just out of spite,
I confess I've ruined three lives
Now don't sleep so tight
Because I didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
Night after night time time after time
Done too much of both types of whining
Still wasn't right fight after fight
To get out of my life get away from me get away from that gun
No it's not a joke it's cards on the table time
I could have phoned I could have spoke
But how to break the news without beaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt,
No only dying
Cards on the table time,
Sometimes it's right to say goodnight
Always searching for paradise,
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives
And didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
I confess
Our love seems like a punishment
And I confess,
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
No-one wins and there's no denying,
Don't pretend like you don't know why,
Just a little word here a little push there darling
I confess look I confess that I don't really care
I confess I confess I confess
Out like a light
Another boy who's given up trying
Blinded by fright
He scream my life's not open
Please get out,
I know I'm shouting,
I like to shout
It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
I could have phoned I could spoke
But how to break the news without beaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt,
No only dying
Cards on the table time,
Sometimes it's right to say goodnight
Always searching for paradise,
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives
didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
I confess
I deserve some type of punishment
I confess
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I've ruined three lives
Now don't sleep so tight
Because I didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
Night after night time time after time
Done too much of both types of whining
Still wasn't right fight after fight
To get out of my life get away from me get away from that gun
No it's not a joke it's cards on the table time
I could have phoned I could have spoke
But how to break the news without beaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt,
No only dying
Cards on the table time,
Sometimes it's right to say goodnight
Always searching for paradise,
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives
And didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
I confess
Our love seems like a punishment
And I confess,
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
No-one wins and there's no denying,
Don't pretend like you don't know why,
Just a little word here a little push there darling
I confess look I confess that I don't really care
I confess I confess I confess
Out like a light
Another boy who's given up trying
Blinded by fright
He scream my life's not open
Please get out,
I know I'm shouting,
I like to shout
It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
It's not a joke it's cards on the table time
I could have phoned I could spoke
But how to break the news without beaking your heart
Being dead don't hurt,
No only dying
Cards on the table time,
Sometimes it's right to say goodnight
Always searching for paradise,
I'll admit that I'm good as blind
Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives
didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine
I confess
I deserve some type of punishment
I confess
If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
I confess I confess I confess
Lyrics submitted by planetearth
I Confess Lyrics as written by David Wakeling Wesley Magoogan
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Awesome song. I'm not even sure where to start interpreting this one. It seems that by this time, the Beat were talking less about typical ska themes (unity, politics, etc) and more about relationships, love, women, etc. (other songs on the album include End of the Party and Jeanette). If I had to take a stab at this one, I'd guess that it's about a guy who is unwilling to open himself up to the women he is involved with, and ultiamtely he doesn't care. The nature of this being a confession, however, suggests to me that these feelings are deeply rooted under the surface of an otherwise 'normal' man.