"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.
All dressed up with somewhere to go
Got ten new messages on your phone
Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces
The night goes on and on and on on on
Where are we going and where's Steve gone?
This whole night is just falling to pieces
And you go on and on on on
Talking shit through the night
Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces
You slag off America in the pub
Saying the war was shit
Then in the club
Drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
Right listen, yeah, okay, fine, do you know where Steve is?
I thought he was with you Okay
If you see him, tell him that, erm, that, no, let me finish,
Okay yeah, erm, yeah if you see him, tell him that I forgot the money I owe him,
So that's fine, yep, okay alright, yeah I'll see you later, no it's fine.
No I didn't, no no, it's fine, it's okay, I'll see you later, I'll see you later,
I've got to go, I've got to go, buh-bye
Okay, yeah, can I, uh, get two of them and a pint of that? Yeah.
How much? No way! Okay, I've got to use my card. Okay.
Alright, how you doing? Did you see that, uh, thing last night?
Yeah, it was good, it was about Stephen Hawking.
Yeah, no, seriously, it was good, seriously.
He was going on about, uh, black holes, string theory and all that, I dunno.
What you been up to, yeah, anyway? Scuba diving? No way.
Okay, how was that? I've gotta go to the toilets.
Alright? Yeah, yeah I got my hair cut the other day. No, no it's not bad for eight quid. Well I just said, you know, I wanted a tidy trim. Just looks a bit shit round the back. It was the Greek bloke actually, on Finchley Road. Yeah, when I came out of there, I was looking like ten notes...
Got ten new messages on your phone
Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces
The night goes on and on and on on on
Where are we going and where's Steve gone?
This whole night is just falling to pieces
And you go on and on on on
Talking shit through the night
Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces
You slag off America in the pub
Saying the war was shit
Then in the club
Drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
Right listen, yeah, okay, fine, do you know where Steve is?
I thought he was with you Okay
If you see him, tell him that, erm, that, no, let me finish,
Okay yeah, erm, yeah if you see him, tell him that I forgot the money I owe him,
So that's fine, yep, okay alright, yeah I'll see you later, no it's fine.
No I didn't, no no, it's fine, it's okay, I'll see you later, I'll see you later,
I've got to go, I've got to go, buh-bye
Okay, yeah, can I, uh, get two of them and a pint of that? Yeah.
How much? No way! Okay, I've got to use my card. Okay.
Alright, how you doing? Did you see that, uh, thing last night?
Yeah, it was good, it was about Stephen Hawking.
Yeah, no, seriously, it was good, seriously.
He was going on about, uh, black holes, string theory and all that, I dunno.
What you been up to, yeah, anyway? Scuba diving? No way.
Okay, how was that? I've gotta go to the toilets.
Alright? Yeah, yeah I got my hair cut the other day. No, no it's not bad for eight quid. Well I just said, you know, I wanted a tidy trim. Just looks a bit shit round the back. It was the Greek bloke actually, on Finchley Road. Yeah, when I came out of there, I was looking like ten notes...
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The World Was a Mess But His Hair Was Perfect Lyrics as written by James Horn-smith Alan Donohoe
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All dressed up with somewhere to go I got ten new messages on my phone Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces And it goes on and on and on Where we going and where's she gone? This whole night is just falling to pieces
And we go on and on and on Talking shite through the night Just trying to stop our argument falling to pieces We slag off America in the pub Say 'the war was shite' then in the club Drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
[Not sure?] is on TV I'd love to care but I'm too busy Starting to go cos my hair is done Well, where's my mobile gone?
This girl's mouth is moving 'ra-ra-ra' Her eyes and fingers are slipping She drops the glass and it's fallen to pieces The guy behind, his eyes meet mine 'Please - I don't wanna fight, Please don't touch my face or hair cos that would ruin my night'
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect...
All dressed up with somewhere to go<br /> I got ten new messages on my phone<br /> Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces<br /> And it goes on and on and on<br /> Where we going and where's she gone?<br /> This whole night is just falling to pieces<br /> <br /> And we go on and on and on<br /> Talking shite through the night<br /> Just trying to stop our argument falling to pieces<br /> We slag off America in the pub<br /> Say 'the war was shite' then in the club<br /> Drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights<br /> <br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect<br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect<br /> <br /> Repulsive seaters on TV,<br /> I'd love to care but I'm too busy<br /> It's time to go cause my hair is done,<br /> Well, where's my mobile gone?<br /> <br /> This girl's mouth is moving 'ra-ra-ra'<br /> Her eyes and fingers are slipping<br /> She drops the glass and it's fallen to pieces<br /> The guy behind, his eyes meet mine<br /> 'Please - I don't wanna fight,<br /> Please don't touch my face or hair cos that would ruin my night'<br /> <br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect<br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect<br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect<br /> The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
fucking wanna hear this song a lot. Like the bit about Budwesier.
This song is amazingly awesome.
I got 5 mins. Give me more.
These lyrics are WAY off, and I can't find the proper ones anywhere o_o
I saw The Rakes a couple of weeks ago, and heard the album version, then got hold of the 18 minute version. Both versions are brilliant.
"You slag off america in the pub, say the war was sh*te then in the club, drink some buds and smoke some marlboro lights" is the best bit, in my opinion.
Good song I borrowed the new album from a friend it's not all that good but this song stands out on it all.
The lyrics for the 5 min version is anyone's interested. Though they might be a little off.
All dressed up with somewhere to go Got ten new messages on your phone Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces The night goes on and on and on on on Where are we going and where's Steve gone? This whole night is just falling to pieces
And you go on and on on on Talking shite through the night Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces You slag off America in the pub Saying the war was shite Then in the club Drink some Buds and smoke some Marlboro Lights...
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
Repulsive seaters on TV, I'd love to get one but I'm too busy, It's time to go cause my hair is done, But oh, where's my mobile gone,
His closed mouth is moving round alright, Her eyes were fingers ours slipped in, She tooks some glass and it's falling to pieces, The guy behind, His eyes meet mine, Please I don't wanna fight, Just don't touch my face, Or hair Cause that would ruin my night,
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
There you go. though I do believe it's a bit off.