"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.
And each strand of her hair is really insect eyes
And each hole in her tongue is always occupied
By the milk of the sun
And each hair on her head is fields of gold wheat
And i'm lying on my back
And i'm falling asleep
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And each lash in her eye in really white roots
And each line in her skin is really red roots
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And the neck her head's on is a tunnel of dawn
But darkness will come
But darkness will come
For sure, it's gonna come
And the breast on her chest is where i take my rest
Is where i have my fun
Is where i have my fun
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And the one long red nail that shoots from her toe
Is tickling my blood
And shifting its flow
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And each strand of her hair is really insect eyes
And each hole in her tongue is always occupied
By the milk of the sun
And i'm always late, 'ways late
And i'm always late
Yeah, i'm always late
Yeah, i'm always late
Ah ah ah ah...
And your black two lips of time
And your black two lips of time
And yours hand rejoice in mine
Ah ah ah ah...
And that seed, it grows all day
And that seed, it grows all night
And our veins are intertwined
Ah ah ah ah...
And each hole in her tongue is always occupied
By the milk of the sun
And each hair on her head is fields of gold wheat
And i'm lying on my back
And i'm falling asleep
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And each lash in her eye in really white roots
And each line in her skin is really red roots
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And the neck her head's on is a tunnel of dawn
But darkness will come
But darkness will come
For sure, it's gonna come
And the breast on her chest is where i take my rest
Is where i have my fun
Is where i have my fun
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And the one long red nail that shoots from her toe
Is tickling my blood
And shifting its flow
Mm hmm hmm hmm
And each strand of her hair is really insect eyes
And each hole in her tongue is always occupied
By the milk of the sun
And i'm always late, 'ways late
And i'm always late
Yeah, i'm always late
Yeah, i'm always late
Ah ah ah ah...
And your black two lips of time
And your black two lips of time
And yours hand rejoice in mine
Ah ah ah ah...
And that seed, it grows all day
And that seed, it grows all night
And our veins are intertwined
Ah ah ah ah...
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