"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.
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible drop top
Want the Axel Foley life, talkin Beverly Hills cop
Two shots, we sip a lot, one shot, that's all you got
She just wanna be on the scene, stuntin in parking lots
First time she feel at home, second time did it wrong
Third time's a charm, now she ready for it all
I place my bets high, no time for actin shy
Startled by the lights on stage, don't close yo' eyes
Thinkin' Rodeo Drive, sweets at the Lama Ties
Oh she fly but it's gon' take more booty and thighs
Hoping that they gon' come, she's saving up her ones
Saying she love to hustle, champagne for fun
A New York stripper, said she left her nigga
LA won't tip 'er, she runnin' back to that nigga, I told er
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
(It neva' rains in Southern California)
It neva' rains in Southern California
Wake up to flies and she know it's me
Swear to God that body perfect like them rosaries
She got me Skyping when I'm overseas
Swiping when I'm overseas, Chanel with the coldest C's
Birkin make her twerk it, I pop up while she workin'
Niggas poppin' in bands when she walk out by them curtains
Make it rain in Onyx 'cause I swear that she deserve it
Know it there ain't no other nigga money longer than that suburban
Love er but she a stripper, magnum wrapped just like a turban
We been south for the year, I'm going deep enough to hurt it
Yea she a squirter, that pussy homicide
And my dick game murder, them legs suicide
And her clit all purpose, we fuckin Oceanside
Keep er wetted in them surface and wherever she resurface
It's tighter than a virgin, like a melon when it swell up
Whenever she in Cali no need for the umbrella 'cause
She neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains, no
It neva' rains in Southern California oh
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains here
It neva' rains in Southern California, Southern California
To live and die in LA
Shout out my nigga Game
West Coast shit
Shout out to Pow 106
Supportin' the movement, yea
Shout out to all the west coast rappers
Keepin this LA shit alive one day at a time baby
I see y'all
Ain't no place I'd rather be
I'm right here with y'all in LA
Yea it's real shit
Shout out to everybody on they fashion tip
Make sure you check out that Last King store on Fairfax baby
Yea, we doing it big (We doing it big)
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible drop top
Want the Axel Foley life, talkin Beverly Hills cop
Two shots, we sip a lot, one shot, that's all you got
She just wanna be on the scene, stuntin in parking lots
First time she feel at home, second time did it wrong
Third time's a charm, now she ready for it all
I place my bets high, no time for actin shy
Startled by the lights on stage, don't close yo' eyes
Thinkin' Rodeo Drive, sweets at the Lama Ties
Oh she fly but it's gon' take more booty and thighs
Hoping that they gon' come, she's saving up her ones
Saying she love to hustle, champagne for fun
A New York stripper, said she left her nigga
LA won't tip 'er, she runnin' back to that nigga, I told er
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
(It neva' rains in Southern California)
It neva' rains in Southern California
Wake up to flies and she know it's me
Swear to God that body perfect like them rosaries
She got me Skyping when I'm overseas
Swiping when I'm overseas, Chanel with the coldest C's
Birkin make her twerk it, I pop up while she workin'
Niggas poppin' in bands when she walk out by them curtains
Make it rain in Onyx 'cause I swear that she deserve it
Know it there ain't no other nigga money longer than that suburban
Love er but she a stripper, magnum wrapped just like a turban
We been south for the year, I'm going deep enough to hurt it
Yea she a squirter, that pussy homicide
And my dick game murder, them legs suicide
And her clit all purpose, we fuckin Oceanside
Keep er wetted in them surface and wherever she resurface
It's tighter than a virgin, like a melon when it swell up
Whenever she in Cali no need for the umbrella 'cause
She neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains, no
It neva' rains in Southern California oh
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains here
It neva' rains in Southern California, Southern California
To live and die in LA
Shout out my nigga Game
West Coast shit
Shout out to Pow 106
Supportin' the movement, yea
Shout out to all the west coast rappers
Keepin this LA shit alive one day at a time baby
I see y'all
Ain't no place I'd rather be
I'm right here with y'all in LA
Yea it's real shit
Shout out to everybody on they fashion tip
Make sure you check out that Last King store on Fairfax baby
Yea, we doing it big (We doing it big)
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' rains
It neva' rains in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California, it neva' in Southern California
It neva' rains in Southern California
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
It Neva Rains Lyrics as written by Jess Jackson Michael Stevenson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
More Featured Meanings
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"
Mountain Song
Jane's Addiction
Jane's Addiction
Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
Magical
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
How would you describe the feeling of being in love? For Ed Sheeran, the word is “Magical.” in HIS three-minute album opener, he makes an attempt to capture the beauty and delicacy of true love with words. He describes the magic of it all over a bright Pop song produced by Aaron Dessner.
Page
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
There aren’t many things that’ll hurt more than giving love a chance against your better judgement only to have your heart crushed yet again. Ed Sheeran tells such a story on “Page.” On this track, he is devastated to have lost his lover and even more saddened by the feeling that he may never move on from this.