"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.
Head rush
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
This is a blow up
So just listen up
Just take your mouth off interrupt
We came to throw down
It's a showdown
And you know why, we never lie
Get the lowdown son
We're mashin' and bashin'
The stage we're crashin'
If you're on the roof
I know you're dancin'
I bet we get the people jumpin' overseas
And I know why you're bustin' mp3's
The shit shit shocker
The hiphop rocker
Wiser than Baraka
Stronger than Chewbacca
KISS never did this nor Ozzy Ozbourne
Shakin' that ass and shakin' your firstborn
Back to the future and past to the front
We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt
Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken hearted
Head rush
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
From midnight til daylight
You best believe that we're sick tight
You're cryin' bout your life
I think it's absurd
What could be so bad
You come from the suburbs
Just like me
But I could never despair
Most people in this world
Ain't got shit to spare
Suckas look up to thugs
They like the attitude
But fuck that
I'm talkin' gratitude
They harder they act
Just to hide their insecurity
I'm talking honestly
We are assuredly
Dope, I smoke it
But not everyday
'cause anything all the time's
A drag I say
Three eleven you want to get next to them
My name's Nick H, E, X, you, M
Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken hearted
We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour
Head rush
Keep it going now
You know we get it right
We keep it flowing now
We're sick tight
We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour
Head rush
Keep it going now
You know we get it right
We keep it flowing now
We're sick tight
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
This is a blow up
So just listen up
Just take your mouth off interrupt
We came to throw down
It's a showdown
And you know why, we never lie
Get the lowdown son
We're mashin' and bashin'
The stage we're crashin'
If you're on the roof
I know you're dancin'
I bet we get the people jumpin' overseas
And I know why you're bustin' mp3's
The shit shit shocker
The hiphop rocker
Wiser than Baraka
Stronger than Chewbacca
KISS never did this nor Ozzy Ozbourne
Shakin' that ass and shakin' your firstborn
Back to the future and past to the front
We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt
Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken hearted
Head rush
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
From midnight til daylight
You best believe that we're sick tight
You're cryin' bout your life
I think it's absurd
What could be so bad
You come from the suburbs
Just like me
But I could never despair
Most people in this world
Ain't got shit to spare
Suckas look up to thugs
They like the attitude
But fuck that
I'm talkin' gratitude
They harder they act
Just to hide their insecurity
I'm talking honestly
We are assuredly
Dope, I smoke it
But not everyday
'cause anything all the time's
A drag I say
Three eleven you want to get next to them
My name's Nick H, E, X, you, M
Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken hearted
We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour
Head rush
Keep it going now
You know we get it right
We keep it flowing now
We're sick tight
We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour
Head rush
Keep it going now
You know we get it right
We keep it flowing now
We're sick tight
Lyrics submitted by pen1234567
Sick Tight Lyrics as written by Nicholas Hexum Douglas Martinez
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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all about how 'sick tight' 311 is, and how much they belong together...beautiful...and how they give shouts out to their fans "we make a sick tight connection when we see our true people on tour "...and its soo true....nick is bruilliant