"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.
Spending time with octopus
When nothing came along
Every morning when I see you
You could be my lovely love
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
If you ask me to be honest
I think we should really work
With your obnoxious depression
And communication skills
It's ok, it's ok
Don't get alarmed
And of course if we work hard enough
We can go to the places
We had always dream
Like that cocktail we saw on
We saw on the television
Even thought you are so artsy
But you still you like to watch
And I know it cause I know
I like them too
I know it's not so cool,
I like them too.
You are what you believe you are
You human ocean traveler
But don't trip
My leg turned into tentacles
So black and pink
Its hopefully I'm not so frightened
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
Oxygen at least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends on someone
That doesn't suppose to make Mermaid Sashimi
My propeller hits like
Even though the right don't come to feeling
As soon as
I need ox.. I need oxygen
Spending time with octopus
Even those not common
Stealing fishes from the pet shop
Cause my friends are still peckish
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
What a bubbly experience
We can have from time to time
Even though we're really friendly
You can be the swimming one
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
Field trip to the chocolate factory
Field trip to the slaughter house
Field trip to the darkest places
You can hold up in your mind
Your philosophy, your poetry
You beautiful scumbag
Even though you don't have feelings
I'm obsessed with you right now
And I know
And I know
You are, you are, you are
And every morning you shine
But don't trip
It turns my legs into tentacles
Black and pink
Its hopefully I'm not so frightened
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
Oxygen, at least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends on someone
That doesn't suppose to make Mermaid Sashimi
My propeller, nano-robots, Pro-Pacific, current deck for rolling
Come from felling lovely songs
Sup..
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
When nothing came along
Every morning when I see you
You could be my lovely love
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
If you ask me to be honest
I think we should really work
With your obnoxious depression
And communication skills
It's ok, it's ok
Don't get alarmed
And of course if we work hard enough
We can go to the places
We had always dream
Like that cocktail we saw on
We saw on the television
Even thought you are so artsy
But you still you like to watch
And I know it cause I know
I like them too
I know it's not so cool,
I like them too.
You are what you believe you are
You human ocean traveler
But don't trip
My leg turned into tentacles
So black and pink
Its hopefully I'm not so frightened
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
Oxygen at least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends on someone
That doesn't suppose to make Mermaid Sashimi
My propeller hits like
Even though the right don't come to feeling
As soon as
I need ox.. I need oxygen
Spending time with octopus
Even those not common
Stealing fishes from the pet shop
Cause my friends are still peckish
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
What a bubbly experience
We can have from time to time
Even though we're really friendly
You can be the swimming one
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
Field trip to the chocolate factory
Field trip to the slaughter house
Field trip to the darkest places
You can hold up in your mind
Your philosophy, your poetry
You beautiful scumbag
Even though you don't have feelings
I'm obsessed with you right now
And I know
And I know
You are, you are, you are
And every morning you shine
But don't trip
It turns my legs into tentacles
Black and pink
Its hopefully I'm not so frightened
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
Oxygen, at least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends on someone
That doesn't suppose to make Mermaid Sashimi
My propeller, nano-robots, Pro-Pacific, current deck for rolling
Come from felling lovely songs
Sup..
Set my tone, set my tone again
Don't get along
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