"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.
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah (Yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ark)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah, yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (my friends)
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Seven, forty five, we're drivin' on the highway
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right, aye
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today it is Friday, Friday (partyin')
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes afterwards
I don't want this weekend to end
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend (we gotta get down)
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah, yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (my friends)
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Seven, forty five, we're drivin' on the highway
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right, aye
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today it is Friday, Friday (partyin')
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes afterwards
I don't want this weekend to end
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend (we gotta get down)
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Lyrics submitted by melodymaker
Friday Lyrics as written by Patrice Iteke Wilson Clarence Ranjith Jeyaretnam
Lyrics © MIAM MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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Of course you retards don't see it you may never see it but I'm telling the truth. This is not a troll or whatever the kick you think it is. No. This song and its accompanying video represent one of the greatest works musical art I've ever seen. ranking right alongside anything Radiohead. Neutral Milk Hotel etc has ever done.
Why do I say this? Because underneath its bubbly. faux-happy surface is a seething cauldron of existential dread and despair. You've all missed the forest for the trees, and while you've been busy mocking it you've missed its brilliance. So let me take you through the video step by step and maybe at least a couple of you will begin to see.
Remember that these are just my own observations. after only a few viewings: this video is so multi-layered that unraveling its symbolism and meaning would take years of careful examination
We open with a production card and some building synths. As the music continues. we see a sort of calendar with flipping pages. Before we get to the lyrics. there's a couple things in this sequence worth pointing out. because they set the tone for the rest of the video and establish its overarching motifs. Firstly. Black appears here as a hideous moving drawing on the pages. moaning "yeah. yeah" in robotic. auto-tuned cadence. This startling image of the singer – and her voice -- both lie snugly in the very nadir of the uncanny valley. Ostensibly we are looking at a human. but it isn't close enough to what we recognize as human to inspire anything other than revulsion.
I think the director was trying to create a vision of the ''hyperreal" here. Like a sports drink with a flavor such as "blue mountain ice berry" that doesn't exist in nature. Black is a simulacra of something that never existed in the first place. Like so many American teens. she is attempting to live up to an ideal that's impossible to attain – outwardly succeeding in many respects. but never achieving self-actualization in any meaningful way. always feeling like an imposter. mired in a cycle of materialism and futile competition that serves no purpose She doesn't feel "rear and so in these opening frames she is presented as just that: an unreal monster. a horrible. ugly outside creation.
The artificiality of the music itself plays into this theme as well – I don't think there's a single II real instrument in the entire song
Secondly on the pages of the calendar we see some words that we are supposed to assume Black wrote there. On the page for Thursday, she has written "I am Thursday's Child. :(" This is a very clever reference to a nursery rhyme that ascribes personality traits to people born on certain days of the week. The line for Thursday reads, 'Thursdays child has far to go."
There are multiple things going on here. As a young girl Black has far to go before reaching adulthood and the (largely mythical) freedoms she ascribes to it. She also has 'far to go' before she can accept herself for who she is.
She has 'far to go` before she can be the person everyone around her expects her to be -- very. very far -- and she will never get there. These are the main conflicts that are present throughout the song.
Finally, the lyrics start. The monstrous drawing of Black gives way to the flesh-and-blood Black, just waking up with her alarm clock. Her eyes snap open and she starts out of bed instantly, almost mechanically.
Black surmises the car. Her friends are motioning for her to join them. Why would she do that instead of taking the bus? It's obvious that her friends aren't going to school today. And as she looks at them she realizes that she has to make up her mind: will she continue the daily routine that has become her own personal prison, or will she break free. skip school and taste independence?
Which seat can she take? Will she sit in the back, a passive bystander to her own life? Or will she sit in the front – wrest control of her own destiny and decide for herself what she wants to do?
Black chants 'fun, kin. fun' not like someone who is enjoying themselves but like a Nazi in a concentration camp. She is ordering herself to have fun, as if simply saying the words will make it so. But its not so. and she knows it This isn't fun. This is hell.
Firstly, all the people in her company are noticeably older than the original group of friends She is with adults now, not children This suggests that she too is an adult she has stepped into womanhood. Secondly in the morning she was wearing a bright purple shirt. symbolic of youth and innocence. Now she wears all black, symbolic of impurity -- and mourning. She has lost her innocence- and she regrets it The car, too. has gone from white to black – pure to impure.
Whatever the case. it's clear Black has had quite the day. But still she sits in the back seat – through it all. she is still not in control.
Why does she vvant time to fly? Isn't she having 'fun. in fun'? Of course not This has been the worst day of her short life and she wants it to be over as soon as possible. This is probably the only time she directly betrays her true emotions in the entire song. Her self-loathing over giving up her virginity – and over myriad other things – bubbles to the surface in that fleeting instant before she tamps it all back down again and continues the pathetic charade of enjoying herself
,Fun fun >Think about fun
Again. ordering herself to have fun. This is reminiscent of lie back and think about England,' the advice given to Victorian-era brides on how to deal with being raped by their husbands. Was her loss of virginity willing? Or did she 'grin and bear it' as part of the ritual she felt she had to endure to cross the rubicon into adulthood? Now that she has crossed that rubicon. and nothing has changed. she is deeply ashamed Yet still she lies to herself, still she pretends to be having fun.
,You know what it IS'
She smiles, but her eyes tell a different story. They're pleading with you to understand her, her plight. She wants you to understand why she's done this. and to forgive her. But she really wants something else. She wants to forgive herself of what has happened today. Maybe she never will.
-Friday Frets.
'Yesterday was Thursday. Thursday 'Today it is Friday, Friday We see Black again as the drawing-monster from the beginning. She recites the progression of the days of the week.
Yesterday was Thursday, today is Friday. This transformation and these lyrics validate the suggestion that her rebellions today have been nothing more than yet another piece in the larger act she's been putting on. of being the perfect teenager. The days of the week are set in stone. they always come in the same order. And Black's rebelliousness was equally predictable. It wasn't spontaneous at all.
How long can she go on like this before she cracks?
HE is the one in control – HE is in the front seat. driving 'Cruising" here takes on its sexual meaning as well as its more literal one -- he is cruising for underaged girls to abuse
'Check my time. it's Friday
We cut back to Black performing in front of a large crowd. This is really what she's been doing her entire life. of course: performing. None of them seem that interested even as she sways and smiles and shouts about how great everything is What's more. we continually see cuts to Black standing alone in a bizarre darkened room full of strange glowing smoke. where she moans in protest – at one point (around 2:55) yelling out "n00000" as the Black performing in front of an audience announces that everyone is looking forward to the weekend.
This is Black's inner dialogue and likely it's been going on for the entirety of the day – this is just our glimpse at it. Outwardly she's happy and ebullient but in her mind she's shouting out in horrible pain trapped in a fevered hellscape of her own creation
eyes wrenched closed. fists balled up. But in the real world she forges on singing and dancing for the crowd_ and the pedophile from before looks on approvingly his prey's spirit fully broken.
And when she stops singing, she looks down at everyone before her embarrassed, disgusted_ kill of nothing but despair.
Now that her performance is done. the crowd will disperse and forget about her and for everything she's endured she will have gained nothing. She has literally become the -poor player that struts and frets her hour upon the stage.'
She has realized that her life is a futile mockery of real happiness a hollow. meaningless simulation. As Black's day draws to a close, she has stared into the abyss -- and the abyss has stared back.
I'd say tl;dnr, but I actually read this whole thing. I concur. It is truly a work of art beyond comparison.
You are awesome.
This analysis is as great as the song itself.
@MPS186282: certain humans are remarkably bad at finding humour where it is intended.
You know, I only looked at the reviews to this analysis to see if anybody actually took this seriously. I was thinking... surely nobody... there's no way...<br /> <br /> @MPS186282, good job. snorts
6/10.
wow whoever wrote this is like 55 years old, divorced, and does a lot of drugs.<br /> <br /> cause u know what, this song isnt actually about all this crap that you pulled out of your ass. why do u think she is fake? or has no actual genuine feelings, about being excited about the weekend. and you call her a genius. she's far from that, but she makes one hell of a catchy song.<br /> <br /> her voice in the chorus is the only thing suggesting nerdy-ism, it's all nasally and shit. but all her expressions in this video seem genuine to me, what drugs are u smoking? the song may suck, but her emotions about it are not.
It's just a song. Calm. Down. And dpat256 I think you're the one who's trying to sound smart. I mean if you think this persons interpretation of the song is so horrible, then why would you even comment like a whole long paragraph? I think that we should all interpret this song the way we want to and the way that's meaningful to us. It doesn't have to have one meaning.
OMG. I can't believe someone actually wrote an entire essay about this dreck.
I didn't read a word past the first line, but that is easily the best commitment I have ever seen. You, my friend, should be the one getting attention.<br /> <br /> Ps Colbert and Fallon not only made this song legit, but their rendition was great! If you haven't seen it go watch it's actually awesome. The song itself isn't good obviously, but the way they perform it is fantastic.
Pss you guys all know he was kidding the entire time right? An incredibly long essay that seems to not have been worth the trouble, but a joke all along. Not one person actually thinks this song has any musical value.
Almost half of the people who posted replies thus far don't know the meaning of the word 'satire'. Clearly this is what's wrong with our society today. Too many people can't take a joke...or recognize a joke when it pokes them in the face.
okay what you need to understand is that it's not satire, Rebecca was interviewed on abc and she is actually serious about this song. Even if you didn't see that interview, Do you really think someone would spend the thousands of dollars on a music video for a joke? Use your head thegitsfan. And madisonx22 I analyzed something roughly 3 pages long in a paragraph. I'd say thats pretty good. Also, There is no meaning to interpret here. This song doesn't have any metaphors or allusions or any deep underlying meaning. It's a bad song end of story.
this is literally pointless. youre seeing things that arent there and the fact that you can means your probably a 12 year old girl, which is fine. But it doesnt make the song have any validity or meaning besides that.
@dpat256<br /> Okay what YOU need to understand is that thegitsfan is referring to the post to which he is replying as satire, not Rebecca Black's effortful attempt at a legitimate music video.<br /> I dare say it is you, sir, who needs to use his head.
@dannyboy808<br /> What YOU need to understand is that thegitsfan's response was ambiguous so i made the most sensible assumption, due to the fact that other people on this thread were saying Rebecca Black's song is satire. So I dare say it is you who needs to pull your head out of your ass.
This is a joke, obviously, quite funny, though a bit on the long side. And of course this song has no deeper meaning, whatever even Rebecca Black herself might say.
Of the 19 people who've commented so far on this, I counted only 6 who definitely understood the satire behind it. Everyone else fell into two camps: they either 1) completely missed it, were somehow offended by it, and sometimes gave inane (albeit passionate), insult-laden arguments against lyricsforever's analysis or 2) they still completely missed it but felt that the song was open to interpretation and gently reminded those in camp 1 that more than one legitimate meaning may exist. I can't decide which camp I hate more.<br /> <br /> As Facimusic put it, this is a work of art beyond comparison. It's consistently thoughtful and hilarious yet it never openly bashes the song, maintaining its tongue-in-cheek objectivity to perfection. It really is a shame that so few of its readers can appreciate it.<br /> <br /> By the way, if the statement "ranking alongside anything Radiohead or Neutral Milk Hotel etc has ever done" didn't tip you off then you must be braindead. Cmon..<br />
WOW. Haha, wowee. You, lyricsforever, are either an incredibly astounding genius or an old maid with too much time on your hands. And I don't care which one you are...<br /> Hahahaha, I agree ihmsawtd, this is just so constantly thoughtful and delves so deep...I just can't believe more than 12 people misunderstood it. <br /> Anyway....you made quite a few people laugh with your incomparable satire, congrats dude. I adore you, lyricsforever! xD keep up the good work ♥♥♥
Genius. You life has not been in vain.
hmmm... guess i don't see it.
PMSL at the people who think lyricsforever was actually being serious.
Your sheer ingenuity and insight into what will be referred to now as the Great Extestinetial movement in Philosphy 100 years from now as "Blackism", something that will be on par with Freud and Niezchte, is profound.<br /> Bless you and your interpretation of this noble poet.
Your sheer ingenuity and insight into what will be referred to now as the Great Extestinetial movement in Philosphy 100 years from now as "Blackism", something that will be on par with Freud and Niezchte, is profound.<br /> Bless you and your interpretation of this noble poet.
Your sheer ingenuity and insight into what will be referred to now as the Great Extestinetial movement in Philosphy 100 years from now as "Blackism", something that will be on par with Freud and Niezchte, is profound.<br /> Bless you and your interpretation of this noble poet.
Hahahaha. Brilliant. I agree that this song reveals the tragedy of our human condition, especially the whole 'front seat-back seat' dilemma - too many choices, got to make our minds up. Poor Rebecca Black is consumed by her indecision!
It's so annoying when people look at someone making a joke and don't realise it's a joke.<br /> The person who wrote this never once called the song horrible, he simply mocked it in a satirical manner.<br /> Secondly, he might actually have a life to all of you people who make such blatant accusations. In fact, I'm almost certain that for him to have typed this, he would have in fact had a pulse, and a regular breathing pattern, two things I feel contribute to a 'life.'<br /> But, seeing as I assume you all weren't interested in the literal interpretation of 'having a life' but more likely, the pop culture slur, you may not have noticed the multitude of grammatical and spelling errors throughout the piece. <br /> I'm not saying the author did a bad job, but perhaps he was procrastinating an assignment, or he was just bored and felt like entertaining a mass of internet surfers in one place he felt that many people would be.<br /> Nevertheless, I found this piece amusing, and the only thing more amusing were the moronic comments about how this person has no life, when physically he would have at the time of writing this.
epic troll is successful! 2 internets for you.
hey minilikeaboss. why don't you just shut your whore mouth.
I created a profile just to tell you that you're a genius.
The best. Everybody else, go home.
I genuinely wasn't sure how to react to this, then you mentioned losing her virginity. I was laughing for the rest of the review. Kudos.
tl ; dr
I hail thee, sir.
lyricsforever, you win fifty internets.
can i repost this in my blog :D, really love this :D
This interpretation is simultaneously the stupidest and most genius thing i have ever read.
@lyricsforever Fuck that must have been some baller ass coke you were on my dude.