"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.
Sleeping in a caterpillar tractor
in the middle of a parking lot;
a graveyard.
IDS around you,
they've got every right to pound you
so you slip off through the vineyard
Jesus, Mary, Joseph,
light a candle on the mantle,
dip your hand inside a cradle.
prove to me your family,
test my manner,
i'm a batter for the
California Angels.
putting food upon the table.
How, could it be so old?
How, could it be so old?
take the look,
a can, a cup,
put some cake into the hall,
throw it at the head of state,
cancel all his dinner dates,
you think you're from Palestine?
you're from Vegas every time.
How, could it be so old?
How, could it be so old?
Bella, girl I missed you come,
you never even kissed me,
cuz I'd itch enough to shower.
I was blinded by a weapon,
that they made for armageddon,
lick your paws and put them on me,
so I don't become a zombie...
in the middle of a parking lot;
a graveyard.
IDS around you,
they've got every right to pound you
so you slip off through the vineyard
Jesus, Mary, Joseph,
light a candle on the mantle,
dip your hand inside a cradle.
prove to me your family,
test my manner,
i'm a batter for the
California Angels.
putting food upon the table.
How, could it be so old?
How, could it be so old?
take the look,
a can, a cup,
put some cake into the hall,
throw it at the head of state,
cancel all his dinner dates,
you think you're from Palestine?
you're from Vegas every time.
How, could it be so old?
How, could it be so old?
Bella, girl I missed you come,
you never even kissed me,
cuz I'd itch enough to shower.
I was blinded by a weapon,
that they made for armageddon,
lick your paws and put them on me,
so I don't become a zombie...
Lyrics submitted by Westz
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