"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.
Nod your head to this, as a lot of apprentice
Some of this were standing on the shoulder of giants
Some tyrants, some benevolent
To the followers, it's relevant
The rest get bent on lending opinions
I'm sending to a brand new level
I revel in completion, I like to see deletion
Of the parasites to make the load light
Fools know rules, but the rest keep bouncing back
With the lack of further adieu, see
As one can deduce, we kick out the jams
Slam the s*** out hard and long
'Cause we got more song, dig it, check it
Something you might like now
All-star bound
Yeah, you're so sound
Cool as the blue water all around
From a force field flashing
Aliens are sending
Black evolutions of love you are hearing
The dark supernatural is the world we call
Our own home lightning in the mind comes out in song
But we're wild, they say, "never trust us, we're shady"
In lieu of the crew you're into, we are, baby
'Cause music will be coming out the words we speak
We erect break beats shatter, wax still on the platter
Our s*** is badder, we come, fly, then we scatter
'Cause we deep and we solid, yeah, we hear ya holler
Electricity running through is all that feels good
Sometimes the only thing that really ever could
Feed, that hunger, I crave it
I love it, I gave it
I shove it in a battery and save it for later
A waiter in the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89
I met some weirdoes and had myself a real good time
Downtown L.A. is a soul graveyard
Where you got to be hard or get jacked
It lacked a certain sense of something
Something basic, no karma in he least I broke east
You know I had to face it
I guess I flaked but it was no mistake because 311's got the boom
My mike check is giving me Electric Company
I can't see the high wide sky or stars above me
Are you a flower, or more like a high rise tower?If so, the soul of sweet delight on you will shower
There's a place for us they say is somewhere
Not a dream, but a place and you will be there
You're slippin', but content because your spirit And hills are alive, with the sound of music People never see the whole trip of life
Grab knowledge, man, and all you do is syph
Some of this were standing on the shoulder of giants
Some tyrants, some benevolent
To the followers, it's relevant
The rest get bent on lending opinions
I'm sending to a brand new level
I revel in completion, I like to see deletion
Of the parasites to make the load light
Fools know rules, but the rest keep bouncing back
With the lack of further adieu, see
As one can deduce, we kick out the jams
Slam the s*** out hard and long
'Cause we got more song, dig it, check it
Something you might like now
All-star bound
Yeah, you're so sound
Cool as the blue water all around
From a force field flashing
Aliens are sending
Black evolutions of love you are hearing
The dark supernatural is the world we call
Our own home lightning in the mind comes out in song
But we're wild, they say, "never trust us, we're shady"
In lieu of the crew you're into, we are, baby
'Cause music will be coming out the words we speak
We erect break beats shatter, wax still on the platter
Our s*** is badder, we come, fly, then we scatter
'Cause we deep and we solid, yeah, we hear ya holler
Electricity running through is all that feels good
Sometimes the only thing that really ever could
Feed, that hunger, I crave it
I love it, I gave it
I shove it in a battery and save it for later
A waiter in the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89
I met some weirdoes and had myself a real good time
Downtown L.A. is a soul graveyard
Where you got to be hard or get jacked
It lacked a certain sense of something
Something basic, no karma in he least I broke east
You know I had to face it
I guess I flaked but it was no mistake because 311's got the boom
My mike check is giving me Electric Company
I can't see the high wide sky or stars above me
Are you a flower, or more like a high rise tower?If so, the soul of sweet delight on you will shower
There's a place for us they say is somewhere
Not a dream, but a place and you will be there
You're slippin', but content because your spirit And hills are alive, with the sound of music People never see the whole trip of life
Grab knowledge, man, and all you do is syph
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@chrons311 this was exactly what I was looking for man! I knew he didn’t say “all you do is syph”<br /> Makes no sense