"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.
Things I can’t control
There’s love in the world, I know it all
There’s time in the world that don’t get old
Things I can’t control
There’s time in the world that don’t get old
There’s love in the world that don’t get old
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You make a sound
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You feel the magic
I feel the magic
You feel the magic
I feel the magic
Pure publicity
I know it’s getting next to me
There is love in the world, I know it all
But the love, but the love is getting strong
Every time you look at me
Release your sound
I realise how it should be
Make the town
Every time you look me
Take off it's frown
I realise how it should be
Strong
Release your sound
Make the town
Take off its frown
New York City Town
Release your sound
Make the town
Take off its frown
You feel the magic (You feel the magic)
I feel the magic (I feel the magic)
You feel the magic (You feel the magic)
I feel the magic (I feel the magic)
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You make a sound
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
I don’t get old
Old, old, old, old, old, old, old
I don’t get old
Old, old, old, old, old, old, old
I can’t control time
New York City town
New York City town
New York City town
(I can’t control time)
You feel the magic
I feel the magic (Ow!)
What’s the time
What’s the time
There’s love in the world, I know it all
There’s time in the world that don’t get old
Things I can’t control
There’s time in the world that don’t get old
There’s love in the world that don’t get old
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You make a sound
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You feel the magic
I feel the magic
You feel the magic
I feel the magic
Pure publicity
I know it’s getting next to me
There is love in the world, I know it all
But the love, but the love is getting strong
Every time you look at me
Release your sound
I realise how it should be
Make the town
Every time you look me
Take off it's frown
I realise how it should be
Strong
Release your sound
Make the town
Take off its frown
New York City Town
Release your sound
Make the town
Take off its frown
You feel the magic (You feel the magic)
I feel the magic (I feel the magic)
You feel the magic (You feel the magic)
I feel the magic (I feel the magic)
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
You make a sound
Time to make your mind
You feel unkind
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
But the love, but the love
Is getting strong (Strong)
I don’t get old
Old, old, old, old, old, old, old
I don’t get old
Old, old, old, old, old, old, old
I can’t control time
New York City town
New York City town
New York City town
(I can’t control time)
You feel the magic
I feel the magic (Ow!)
What’s the time
What’s the time
Lyrics submitted by cooperw
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