"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.
Let's get fucked up and di
I'm speaking figuratively, of course
Like the last time that I committed suicide social suicide
Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside
But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs
I've learned to love the lie
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club, 'cause I wanna belong
And I need to get strong, and if memory serves
I'm addicted to words and they're useless
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die
I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode
I'm about to explode
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings
Because I am so visceral, yet deeply inept
I want to thank you for being a part of my the forget-me-nots and marigolds
And all the things that don't get old
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know
It's the only way I have learned to express myself around other peoples' descriptions of life
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die
For the last time I'm feeling
We'll try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights
That's no shocking and surprise
I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being
Maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die
Sister soldier
You've been such a positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you I would
But I'm hard up for cash
And my memory lacks initiative
God damn the liquor stores' closed
We were so close to scoring
It hurts, it destroys til it kills
I am tired and hungry and totally useless
(In this department)
I'm speaking figuratively, of course
Like the last time that I committed suicide social suicide
Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside
But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs
I've learned to love the lie
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club, 'cause I wanna belong
And I need to get strong, and if memory serves
I'm addicted to words and they're useless
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die
I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode
I'm about to explode
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings
Because I am so visceral, yet deeply inept
I want to thank you for being a part of my the forget-me-nots and marigolds
And all the things that don't get old
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know
It's the only way I have learned to express myself around other peoples' descriptions of life
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die
For the last time I'm feeling
We'll try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights
That's no shocking and surprise
I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being
Maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die
Sister soldier
You've been such a positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you I would
But I'm hard up for cash
And my memory lacks initiative
God damn the liquor stores' closed
We were so close to scoring
It hurts, it destroys til it kills
I am tired and hungry and totally useless
(In this department)
Lyrics submitted by Johnny182, edited by puddlesplashers
L.G. Fuad Lyrics as written by Joshua Allen Cain Jesse Mack Johnson
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