"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.
Can you just go home defeated?
Take your pride and eat it
Crawl back beaten
Sources are depleated
Can you take the final hit and admit that you were wrong?
Dont even call it even
Bleedin' is beliving
Former well-being
We're closing for the season
Can you take the final hit and admit that you don't belong?
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait til you see what we've planned for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But, what would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
Can you just go home hated
Half intoxicated
Hopelessly outdated
And not appreciated
Can you take the final blow and know that you fucked up?
Go state the overstated
Keep it complicated
The over educated
That hope you'll never make it
Can you take the final blow and know they won't be shutting up?
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait til you see what we've planned for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But, what would you have me do?
Baby's outta town but I see the light on
What are you up to now?
Headin' for the gun, I can see rock bottom
No one will help you now
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
Gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Everything has been cut and dried for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Yeah
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But what would you have me do?
Hold tight
It's new years eve
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too
Alright
We don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
You got it
Hold tight
It's new years eve
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too
You got it
Alright
We don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
You got it
Hold tight
It's new years eve (you got it)
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat (you got it)
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too (you got it)
You got it
Alright
We don't need nothing (you got it) but cyanide
Pulled out teeth (you got it) won't be identified
(you got it)
What would you have me do?
You got it
You got it
Gimme money, gimme blow
Keep your girlfriend
Yeah, I'm falling fast, I'm not gonna last
Take your pride and eat it
Crawl back beaten
Sources are depleated
Can you take the final hit and admit that you were wrong?
Dont even call it even
Bleedin' is beliving
Former well-being
We're closing for the season
Can you take the final hit and admit that you don't belong?
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait til you see what we've planned for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But, what would you have me do?
What would you have me do?
Can you just go home hated
Half intoxicated
Hopelessly outdated
And not appreciated
Can you take the final blow and know that you fucked up?
Go state the overstated
Keep it complicated
The over educated
That hope you'll never make it
Can you take the final blow and know they won't be shutting up?
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
You're gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Wait til you see what we've planned for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But, what would you have me do?
Baby's outta town but I see the light on
What are you up to now?
Headin' for the gun, I can see rock bottom
No one will help you now
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
Gonna have to leave it
You know you'll never need it
Everything has been cut and dried for you
And its heinous
So come on, come on comeupins
You really are the star of the show right now
It's an estrangement
Kinda strange when cliche's are true
Yeah
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday
Beaten 6 ways to Sunday now
And I am sorry to enjoy this
But what would you have me do?
Hold tight
It's new years eve
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too
Alright
We don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
You got it
Hold tight
It's new years eve
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too
You got it
Alright
We don't need nothing but cyanide
Pulled out teeth won't be identified
What would you have me do?
You got it
Hold tight
It's new years eve (you got it)
It will be cold tonight
Kill the heat (you got it)
And shut out all the lights
And cut the phone line too (you got it)
You got it
Alright
We don't need nothing (you got it) but cyanide
Pulled out teeth (you got it) won't be identified
(you got it)
What would you have me do?
You got it
You got it
Gimme money, gimme blow
Keep your girlfriend
Yeah, I'm falling fast, I'm not gonna last
Lyrics submitted by ShiverForMe
What Would You Have Me Do? Lyrics as written by David Scott Lucas Brian W.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sentric Music
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