"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.
Sometimes jacks rule the realm
Can't you tell
The swimmers drown
Without a sound
A chalkboard scratching sound
Could craze the town
An emperor's clothes
Never be exposed
I took it as a compliment
Regardless what they meant
It could have been innocent
Spent, so spent
Railing against undeserved
Dangling precipitants
Raining down idiots
Always flapping in the
Flapping in the wind
I took it as a compliment
No matter what they meant
Could have been belligerent
Could have been half percent
Could have been wanting
Afraid to have been caught promising
Ended up taunting me
I can't change that
I can't change
I can't change that
I can't change
I'm watching you
Not sure what's true
Life can be so cruel
There's nothing you can do
But it fades
Only to return
I feel your eyes burn
I really am concerned
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
Can't you tell
The swimmers drown
Without a sound
A chalkboard scratching sound
Could craze the town
An emperor's clothes
Never be exposed
I took it as a compliment
Regardless what they meant
It could have been innocent
Spent, so spent
Railing against undeserved
Dangling precipitants
Raining down idiots
Always flapping in the
Flapping in the wind
I took it as a compliment
No matter what they meant
Could have been belligerent
Could have been half percent
Could have been wanting
Afraid to have been caught promising
Ended up taunting me
I can't change that
I can't change
I can't change that
I can't change
I'm watching you
Not sure what's true
Life can be so cruel
There's nothing you can do
But it fades
Only to return
I feel your eyes burn
I really am concerned
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You can't begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
Lyrics submitted by SoccrFwd13
Sometimes Jacks Rule the Realm Lyrics as written by Nicholas Hexum
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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i agree with sk8nfool13, its how life isnt always fair "swimmers drown without a sound, a chalkboard scratching sound could craze the town" somthing small like the sound of a chalkboard could anger you, or displease you, but in this day and age swimmers drown without a sound