"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.
This city, so pretty
Under the moonlit skies, we'll be hanging like a cigarette
So stunning, start running
Tonight's like a knife, would you cut me with your kiss?
I bleed, red lips, you're unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's my invitation
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
This city, was your city
Heels on the sidewalk begging for a back beat
Don't worry, I fight dirty
Tonights like a right hook, knock you off your feet
I'll be yours truly unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's your invitation
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause you sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Kiss it all goodbye
Tonight you've never been more alive
You're so alive
You're not afraid to die
And I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
London, Tokyo, Boston, Frisco, DC, Chicago, Baltimore
(There's a party at the end of the world)
Toronto, Memphis, Rio, Dublin, Mexico, Paris, here we go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Under the moonlit skies, we'll be hanging like a cigarette
So stunning, start running
Tonight's like a knife, would you cut me with your kiss?
I bleed, red lips, you're unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's my invitation
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
This city, was your city
Heels on the sidewalk begging for a back beat
Don't worry, I fight dirty
Tonights like a right hook, knock you off your feet
I'll be yours truly unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's your invitation
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause you sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Kiss it all goodbye
Tonight you've never been more alive
You're so alive
You're not afraid to die
And I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
London, Tokyo, Boston, Frisco, DC, Chicago, Baltimore
(There's a party at the end of the world)
Toronto, Memphis, Rio, Dublin, Mexico, Paris, here we go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world
Lyrics submitted by thoseguiltyeyes
Hello Brooklyn Lyrics as written by David Katz Alex Gaskarth
Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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