"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.
That's when you know a group is hip
Is when your parents say
What is it with the hippy, the hip, hip, hippy glows?
And you can't understand a word they are sayin'
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Oh yeah, back on up
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
My long range aim is dedicated to change
Persist to twist brains with rhymes, only God can explain
Attain divine intervention if your attentions arrested
Imprisoned and in position to listen to lessons given
Gotta make moves steadily, heavily bruising these dudes
We got the gift, but abuse tools misleading these youths see
My birthright is light in the darkness of night
To lead the lost paying the price of sacrificing my life
I've been sittin' and contemplating waiting anxiously peeking
Perception of these releases embracing the deeper reasons
Of timing and perfect season believing this thing is bigger
Than faces and sound scan reaching for the completion
Of purpose in promised land watchin' behind the curtain
For certain the game is hurtin' looking for some solution
Searchin' for revolution like music is the conclusion
Refusing to look at life a livin' for forward movement
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
He scared, she scared and if you scared then move
Oh God, don't let me act up, I feel a fit comin' on
My conniption's, my conviction's reaction to what's goin' on
My rebuttal's far from subtle, take you there just like a shuttle
Gather round the huddle embrace the pace
I spit at give it a kiss and cuddle
Boy what's that there you sayin'?
I'm tight like the shorts that men look gay in
Oh Lordy, you don' said too much
My slightest touch is a cobra clutch
Let it be known, we are the epitomy of strange and bizarre
Switchin' up and change our repertoire
Come discover who we are, wreaking havoc on Satan's mavericks
Through a labyrinth filled with nooks and crannies
An elite group called the factors
We like the X-Men so uncanny, imagine looking
Up seeing the plastered ceiling cracking, it ain't because
We broke, we lost our minds for God provoked and crazy actin'
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, its' what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
The beat is so crazy
Is when your parents say
What is it with the hippy, the hip, hip, hippy glows?
And you can't understand a word they are sayin'
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Back on up, back on up, oh yeah, back on up
Oh yeah, back on up
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
My long range aim is dedicated to change
Persist to twist brains with rhymes, only God can explain
Attain divine intervention if your attentions arrested
Imprisoned and in position to listen to lessons given
Gotta make moves steadily, heavily bruising these dudes
We got the gift, but abuse tools misleading these youths see
My birthright is light in the darkness of night
To lead the lost paying the price of sacrificing my life
I've been sittin' and contemplating waiting anxiously peeking
Perception of these releases embracing the deeper reasons
Of timing and perfect season believing this thing is bigger
Than faces and sound scan reaching for the completion
Of purpose in promised land watchin' behind the curtain
For certain the game is hurtin' looking for some solution
Searchin' for revolution like music is the conclusion
Refusing to look at life a livin' for forward movement
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
He scared, she scared and if you scared then move
Oh God, don't let me act up, I feel a fit comin' on
My conniption's, my conviction's reaction to what's goin' on
My rebuttal's far from subtle, take you there just like a shuttle
Gather round the huddle embrace the pace
I spit at give it a kiss and cuddle
Boy what's that there you sayin'?
I'm tight like the shorts that men look gay in
Oh Lordy, you don' said too much
My slightest touch is a cobra clutch
Let it be known, we are the epitomy of strange and bizarre
Switchin' up and change our repertoire
Come discover who we are, wreaking havoc on Satan's mavericks
Through a labyrinth filled with nooks and crannies
An elite group called the factors
We like the X-Men so uncanny, imagine looking
Up seeing the plastered ceiling cracking, it ain't because
We broke, we lost our minds for God provoked and crazy actin'
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Make room, 'cause we about to start swelling
Catching attitude, get buck sweat it up
And really lose cool, its' what we been commissioned to do
So back on up and give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
The beat is so crazy
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Make Room Lyrics as written by Ric Robbins Otto Montgomery Price Jr.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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