"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.
Yeah, yeah
Weezy
Weezy, baby
It's Weezy, baby
Uh, uh, check (holler at him, uh-huh)
It's H-B Weezy Wee off the street
Stay deep, 'Cedes jeep, big feet, yeah
Gator seats, polar bear floors
I faithfully polar pimp whores
You ate with me and you will get yours
This eight with me, that's bullets through doors
Got haze in me, now I'm so tall
Come blaze with me, 'cause Beaky got more
And now or later, I'm major, player
I ball right, I need an agent, player
Hey ma, you tight, you need to page a player
That so tonight you can taste a player
I got the burner on the waist if you flinching
My shit turning on 28-inches
My shit burning like 500 plus
And this album's a three permer and a clutch, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
I claim Sqad gang 'til no more Wayne remain
Bang my thing 'til no more lame remain
Use the left lane, man, cook up the cocaine
Use a lil' game and get her to do brain
That boy Weezy is a bad mother-feezy
Me and Young Jazze at the back of One-Tweezy
I'm so breezy off the Velvie and the perk
Now I'm getting head on the balcony on Bourbon
Apple and Eagle is the street that I shop
The Birdman my daddy and we fly south
And we don't go to work, man, we get work out
And the bricks may go as low as ten up in the drought
Niggas is selling and you should be buying
Niggas is telling and you should be dying
Niggas is yelling, "Cash Money 'til they kill me"
C-M-B, man, I know you gotta feel me
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
Ayy, ayy
You know if I'm doing it, I'm probably doing it for the block
I'm out here, bitch, I got this here on lock
Come out here, bitch, I bet this here gon' pop
I got ya, slick, this my year don't knock
Speakers from the front to the rears gon' rock
Woodgrain handle to steer, it's all hot
I never drove factory and I don't own stock
I drop that bitch on chrome chops, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
One, two, three, four, 500 Degreez, man
And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
I even surprise myself, oh yeah
Lord, have mercy
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
Weezy
Weezy, baby
It's Weezy, baby
Uh, uh, check (holler at him, uh-huh)
It's H-B Weezy Wee off the street
Stay deep, 'Cedes jeep, big feet, yeah
Gator seats, polar bear floors
I faithfully polar pimp whores
You ate with me and you will get yours
This eight with me, that's bullets through doors
Got haze in me, now I'm so tall
Come blaze with me, 'cause Beaky got more
And now or later, I'm major, player
I ball right, I need an agent, player
Hey ma, you tight, you need to page a player
That so tonight you can taste a player
I got the burner on the waist if you flinching
My shit turning on 28-inches
My shit burning like 500 plus
And this album's a three permer and a clutch, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
I claim Sqad gang 'til no more Wayne remain
Bang my thing 'til no more lame remain
Use the left lane, man, cook up the cocaine
Use a lil' game and get her to do brain
That boy Weezy is a bad mother-feezy
Me and Young Jazze at the back of One-Tweezy
I'm so breezy off the Velvie and the perk
Now I'm getting head on the balcony on Bourbon
Apple and Eagle is the street that I shop
The Birdman my daddy and we fly south
And we don't go to work, man, we get work out
And the bricks may go as low as ten up in the drought
Niggas is selling and you should be buying
Niggas is telling and you should be dying
Niggas is yelling, "Cash Money 'til they kill me"
C-M-B, man, I know you gotta feel me
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
Ayy, ayy
You know if I'm doing it, I'm probably doing it for the block
I'm out here, bitch, I got this here on lock
Come out here, bitch, I bet this here gon' pop
I got ya, slick, this my year don't knock
Speakers from the front to the rears gon' rock
Woodgrain handle to steer, it's all hot
I never drove factory and I don't own stock
I drop that bitch on chrome chops, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
One, two, three, four, 500 Degreez, man
And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
I even surprise myself, oh yeah
Lord, have mercy
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard)
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Fast Car
Tracy Chapman
Tracy Chapman
The Night We Met
Lord Huron
Lord Huron
This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Mental Istid
Ebba Grön
Ebba Grön
This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
Holiday
Bee Gees
Bee Gees
@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
No Surprises
Radiohead
Radiohead
Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.