"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.
(No autographs, no autographs all right, no autographs)
Bow down before your false Gods (fuck that)
A lot of ya’ll harvest some real hatred for motherfucking celebrities out there, know what I’m sayin’? Ya’ll ain’t got the balls to say it I’m gonna say it for ya’ll, fuck that!
This is me uncensored, just let me vent this
Everything I’m ‘bout to say to ya’ll
I hope Ben Affleck goes Patrick Bateman
And cuts J-Lo’s ass off
I hope Madonna’s killed by Palestinians
On webcam in front of millions (ha, ha, ha)
I wish the real world was like Vice City
So we could start shootin’ cops
I want to squeeze some tits
I want a thousand Pits
So I could fight them at the same time, bitch!
I hope Chris Palko fucks Gwyneth Paltrow
Then tells her what a slut she is (ha, slut)
I hope Kobe goes to jail for the rest of his life
And Shaq fucks his wife (ha, ha)
I hope Mike Tyson kills Lennox Lewis
But not in the ring, in his house
With a knife
I know ya’ll tired of these mildly talented false Gods
And if this shit comes back to me, I don’t give a fuck!
I hope Christopher Reeves walks again…
Nah, matter of fact, I don’t
I hope The Matrix 3 flops
And Martha Stewart’s shanked in prison
And bleeds out her box
I hope John Travolta’s plane crashes into Oprah’s
And Ricki Lake is killed by a cobra
I hope every kid that downloads my music
Gets a virus and a subpoena (mom!)
I want to see Tony Soprano get whacked
Then James Gandolfini have a fucking heart attack
I hope Gary Coleman makes a comeback
And each one of my ex’s marries a scumbag
I hope Bruce Willis butcher Ashton Kutcher
And tell the world that his ex-wife’s a hooker
I hope each one of my enemies catches Aids or cancer
And Rosie O’Donnell’s mauled by a panther
I hope her titty twitches
I hope each one of ‘em Sex and the City bitches
Wind up with fifty stitches
After their autopsy, I’ll be getting zooted
I hope the whole cast of Friends is executed
I want to see the red carpet red from BLOOD (word)
(Oh, take me my picture!) Yeah I hope they take your picture
On the fucking coroner table, bitch!
Don’t look at me with your mouth open, bitch
Unless your stupid ass is choking to death
I want to see the Hilton sisters abducted by drifters
And wake up with oozing blisters
Just keep it in perspective
I hope Anna Nicole Smith’s tits rupture and get infected
Help me count the losses
(I hope that) Schwarzenegger elected and assassinated first day in office
Let’s hope Harrison Ford’s stamina’s poor
And he collapse before they make Indiana Four
Fuck the bloopers
George Lucas murdered on the set like
Brandon Lee but shot by Storm Troopers
Let’s hope Michael Jackson spends his last million
Goes bankrupt, and is killed by his children
I hope the US takes over the globe
So I can tell non-conspiracy heads “I told you so”
Bow down before your false Gods (fuck that)
A lot of ya’ll harvest some real hatred for motherfucking celebrities out there, know what I’m sayin’? Ya’ll ain’t got the balls to say it I’m gonna say it for ya’ll, fuck that!
This is me uncensored, just let me vent this
Everything I’m ‘bout to say to ya’ll
I hope Ben Affleck goes Patrick Bateman
And cuts J-Lo’s ass off
I hope Madonna’s killed by Palestinians
On webcam in front of millions (ha, ha, ha)
I wish the real world was like Vice City
So we could start shootin’ cops
I want to squeeze some tits
I want a thousand Pits
So I could fight them at the same time, bitch!
I hope Chris Palko fucks Gwyneth Paltrow
Then tells her what a slut she is (ha, slut)
I hope Kobe goes to jail for the rest of his life
And Shaq fucks his wife (ha, ha)
I hope Mike Tyson kills Lennox Lewis
But not in the ring, in his house
With a knife
I know ya’ll tired of these mildly talented false Gods
And if this shit comes back to me, I don’t give a fuck!
I hope Christopher Reeves walks again…
Nah, matter of fact, I don’t
I hope The Matrix 3 flops
And Martha Stewart’s shanked in prison
And bleeds out her box
I hope John Travolta’s plane crashes into Oprah’s
And Ricki Lake is killed by a cobra
I hope every kid that downloads my music
Gets a virus and a subpoena (mom!)
I want to see Tony Soprano get whacked
Then James Gandolfini have a fucking heart attack
I hope Gary Coleman makes a comeback
And each one of my ex’s marries a scumbag
I hope Bruce Willis butcher Ashton Kutcher
And tell the world that his ex-wife’s a hooker
I hope each one of my enemies catches Aids or cancer
And Rosie O’Donnell’s mauled by a panther
I hope her titty twitches
I hope each one of ‘em Sex and the City bitches
Wind up with fifty stitches
After their autopsy, I’ll be getting zooted
I hope the whole cast of Friends is executed
I want to see the red carpet red from BLOOD (word)
(Oh, take me my picture!) Yeah I hope they take your picture
On the fucking coroner table, bitch!
Don’t look at me with your mouth open, bitch
Unless your stupid ass is choking to death
I want to see the Hilton sisters abducted by drifters
And wake up with oozing blisters
Just keep it in perspective
I hope Anna Nicole Smith’s tits rupture and get infected
Help me count the losses
(I hope that) Schwarzenegger elected and assassinated first day in office
Let’s hope Harrison Ford’s stamina’s poor
And he collapse before they make Indiana Four
Fuck the bloopers
George Lucas murdered on the set like
Brandon Lee but shot by Storm Troopers
Let’s hope Michael Jackson spends his last million
Goes bankrupt, and is killed by his children
I hope the US takes over the globe
So I can tell non-conspiracy heads “I told you so”
Lyrics submitted by sick.girl, edited by GhostWriter666
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This could have been a LOT meaner/funnier. I mean, I like it, but it is pretty weak.
And however awesome "Rosie O'Donnell mauled by a panther" is, it is cancelled out by talking about fighting a thousand pits at the same time. :( That's just fucked.
weird, 3 of those people are actually dead now