"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.
come count your trophies and stack em high,
it's funny how reality can pass you by
little girl wanna be as pretty as she can and she lives by whatever it takes
the lights in her room are all dark-
and living doesn't hurt if you haven't got a heart so why not,
why not taste the pain?
you've got nothing to lose and nobody to blame
a hard shell for shame
so come display your skills,
'cause fuck lonely nights with empty bottles and pills
at 50/50 fills per shot come take her for a spin
and i hope you like your sin with skin
cuz you can count me- out
it's all for plastic- walking in your sleep
it's all for plastic and it's only skin deep
it's all for plastic- here's to your health
it's all plastic so you can go fuck yourself
gasoline and broken glass
shaking in your coffin as the hearses pass
are you afraid that nobody can hear your screams?
'cause we're out here,
we just don't care
pretty my pink, i can smell your stink- makes me sick
and i don't give a damn what you think anymore
back down against the floor
all for vanity, profanity and hells galore
liquid candy whore- suck it up, hold your breath
is it a taste of life or maybe just your death?
or better yet another chance for me to see right through
because it's who you fuck but who the fuck are you?
The american trademark
our symbol is simple
the bald eagle spread open wide
oh miss american pie I despise
the lack of respect between your thighs
and all of the lies inside your eyes
with that blazing look of plastic hate
cause your vain for heavens sake,
and thats not how I want to see what's with in you
get some more confidence and button up those pants of famous and shamelessness
You've got potential, I'm hoping eventually you'll find the right guy to take advantage of you.
it's funny how reality can pass you by
little girl wanna be as pretty as she can and she lives by whatever it takes
the lights in her room are all dark-
and living doesn't hurt if you haven't got a heart so why not,
why not taste the pain?
you've got nothing to lose and nobody to blame
a hard shell for shame
so come display your skills,
'cause fuck lonely nights with empty bottles and pills
at 50/50 fills per shot come take her for a spin
and i hope you like your sin with skin
cuz you can count me- out
it's all for plastic- walking in your sleep
it's all for plastic and it's only skin deep
it's all for plastic- here's to your health
it's all plastic so you can go fuck yourself
gasoline and broken glass
shaking in your coffin as the hearses pass
are you afraid that nobody can hear your screams?
'cause we're out here,
we just don't care
pretty my pink, i can smell your stink- makes me sick
and i don't give a damn what you think anymore
back down against the floor
all for vanity, profanity and hells galore
liquid candy whore- suck it up, hold your breath
is it a taste of life or maybe just your death?
or better yet another chance for me to see right through
because it's who you fuck but who the fuck are you?
The american trademark
our symbol is simple
the bald eagle spread open wide
oh miss american pie I despise
the lack of respect between your thighs
and all of the lies inside your eyes
with that blazing look of plastic hate
cause your vain for heavens sake,
and thats not how I want to see what's with in you
get some more confidence and button up those pants of famous and shamelessness
You've got potential, I'm hoping eventually you'll find the right guy to take advantage of you.
Lyrics submitted by missderelict
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this song is awesome. i love everything about it. to me it's just basically about how everything is plastic, all ruled by looks and what you have. and how it's all screwed up. "it's all for vanity, profanity and hells galore liquid candy whore- suck it up, hold your breath is it a taste of life or maybe just your death? or better yet another chance for me to see right through because it's who you fuck but who the fuck are you?" those lyrics display that. he's saying that all anything is, is fake. and that's how we're all measured.