"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.
Written by Brady Goodwin
Produced by Tru-Life
Chorus: Without Christ, men ain't spiritual · they get caught up in a bunch of spare rituals
Verse 1: I got a feelin’ most of this spiritual mess is just spare rituals · dressed in traditional garb · Hip-hop tells a man that he's god · a contradiction of terms but noone thinks it's odd · and noone hopes that God comes to reclaim His planet · when back in the day that type of hope was demanded · or should I say da' mandate? · Now man hates to hear words about man's fate · and breaks into tears · and swears · it's no fact that man was manufactured · If you're down with this world's thinkin' · man you're backwards · We are not your ordinary slum dwellas · check the young fellas · gettin’ open like an umbrella · in the rain · I still maintain · I tell the truth: that me without Christ is like the house without the roof · and you need proof? · well check the average house with no doors, or no floors · no windows, just empty corridors · that's what we call abandoned · and that's the state that every man's in · unless you've asked Christ to come and stand in · the gap · I slap on the jeans · and walk the urban scene · and see mad teens in love and down with the world's theme · song, · but check the new song we sing: · it's Jesus the Christ, y’all · long live the King!
|Repeat Chorus|
Verse 2: See, ever since I learned that it was more than cliches · I sought to grab the microphone and put Christ on display, so all can see that all the way · from here to Albany · there ought to be love for the God who makes the · autumn leaves awesomely · fall in the Fall time · often we draw lines and alter the plans with our flawed minds · all up and down the F.M. dial · they make songs about takin' the wrong route · and yet men smile · Yet when trials and tribulations appear · "God this" and "God that" is all that you hear · You don't see them runnin' to them BMWs when trials of regular human beings trouble you · There's only one God I know of · who does more than create to devastate but demonstrates to show love · (it's so bugged) · yet not wack doctrine · Lyrically I throw gloves to tag ya head like we was slap boxin' · (ain't that shockin') · but did you know? · Yoshua offers us relationships · and not just rituals · Oh if you know what you gonna bring · (than bring it) · you know what our thing is · it's long live the King, kid.
|Repeat Chorus|
Verse 3: See, mankind is opposite God · meaning He's anti · it's called sin a.k.a. the reason why · man dies · hold your hands high · if you want Christ to sub for you · the only one life who qualifies to substitute · who suited up and jumped in the game? · (who) · Who moved it up and bumped in His name · where an "X" marked the spot · while planet Earth conversed in the parkin' lot · talkin' bout whose god is gonna win? · (who) · And at the end of the night · when the game is done, · I'm sure it'll be the famous Son · (who) · who's name is none other than Jesus · the one I'll run and hug · and thank for puttin' righteous blood in my bank account · when my tank amount was empty · then He filled me up, like a tank and a half · now from the Bible I answer men like Hank Hanegraaff · and at man I laugh · ‘cause now I understand the scorecard and peep the whole scene like a crazy keen store guard · it's sure hard to prove to men that the Lord is · more than a name tossed around in my chorus · of course it's not some forces in space · it's my Lord who's sportin' this world like a bracelet, taste it, · that's what we call flava · those other gods don't cut it, · plus they can't fade, like a dull razor · Y’all raize ya hands if you no longer stand for the wrong thing and sing with us: · "Long live the King!"
Produced by Tru-Life
Chorus: Without Christ, men ain't spiritual · they get caught up in a bunch of spare rituals
Verse 1: I got a feelin’ most of this spiritual mess is just spare rituals · dressed in traditional garb · Hip-hop tells a man that he's god · a contradiction of terms but noone thinks it's odd · and noone hopes that God comes to reclaim His planet · when back in the day that type of hope was demanded · or should I say da' mandate? · Now man hates to hear words about man's fate · and breaks into tears · and swears · it's no fact that man was manufactured · If you're down with this world's thinkin' · man you're backwards · We are not your ordinary slum dwellas · check the young fellas · gettin’ open like an umbrella · in the rain · I still maintain · I tell the truth: that me without Christ is like the house without the roof · and you need proof? · well check the average house with no doors, or no floors · no windows, just empty corridors · that's what we call abandoned · and that's the state that every man's in · unless you've asked Christ to come and stand in · the gap · I slap on the jeans · and walk the urban scene · and see mad teens in love and down with the world's theme · song, · but check the new song we sing: · it's Jesus the Christ, y’all · long live the King!
|Repeat Chorus|
Verse 2: See, ever since I learned that it was more than cliches · I sought to grab the microphone and put Christ on display, so all can see that all the way · from here to Albany · there ought to be love for the God who makes the · autumn leaves awesomely · fall in the Fall time · often we draw lines and alter the plans with our flawed minds · all up and down the F.M. dial · they make songs about takin' the wrong route · and yet men smile · Yet when trials and tribulations appear · "God this" and "God that" is all that you hear · You don't see them runnin' to them BMWs when trials of regular human beings trouble you · There's only one God I know of · who does more than create to devastate but demonstrates to show love · (it's so bugged) · yet not wack doctrine · Lyrically I throw gloves to tag ya head like we was slap boxin' · (ain't that shockin') · but did you know? · Yoshua offers us relationships · and not just rituals · Oh if you know what you gonna bring · (than bring it) · you know what our thing is · it's long live the King, kid.
|Repeat Chorus|
Verse 3: See, mankind is opposite God · meaning He's anti · it's called sin a.k.a. the reason why · man dies · hold your hands high · if you want Christ to sub for you · the only one life who qualifies to substitute · who suited up and jumped in the game? · (who) · Who moved it up and bumped in His name · where an "X" marked the spot · while planet Earth conversed in the parkin' lot · talkin' bout whose god is gonna win? · (who) · And at the end of the night · when the game is done, · I'm sure it'll be the famous Son · (who) · who's name is none other than Jesus · the one I'll run and hug · and thank for puttin' righteous blood in my bank account · when my tank amount was empty · then He filled me up, like a tank and a half · now from the Bible I answer men like Hank Hanegraaff · and at man I laugh · ‘cause now I understand the scorecard and peep the whole scene like a crazy keen store guard · it's sure hard to prove to men that the Lord is · more than a name tossed around in my chorus · of course it's not some forces in space · it's my Lord who's sportin' this world like a bracelet, taste it, · that's what we call flava · those other gods don't cut it, · plus they can't fade, like a dull razor · Y’all raize ya hands if you no longer stand for the wrong thing and sing with us: · "Long live the King!"
Lyrics submitted by lilreader
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