Highrise
Hawkwind Lyrics


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Flat block
Of two dimensions
Neon totem pole to the sky
Keeping scores of people stacked up so high
Above the ground
But all they can hear is the sound
Of the wind in the antennae
It's a human zoo
A suicide machine

Childhood
Of concrete cube shaped
A flypaper stuck with human life
Caged up rage
Swarming all the time
Tear out the telephones
Rip up the pages of directories
And wreck all these
High speed lifts and elevators
Be a sabotage rebel without a cause

[Chorus: x2]
High rise
Living in a high rise
High rise
Living in a high rise
High rise
Living in a high rise
High rise
All stacked up in a high rise block

Starfish
Of human blood shape
Tentacles of human gore
Spread out on the pavement from the 99th floor
Well somebody said that he jumped
But we know he was pushed
He was just like you might have been
On the 99th floor of a suicide machine





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The Hawkwind song "Highrise" is a scathing critique of the high rise urban living that sprouted up in England in the 1960s and 70s. The lyrics describe a "flat block of two dimensions" that resembles a "neon totem pole to the sky." The tower is home to scores of people, all of whom are "stacked up so high above the ground." However, despite its imposing presence, no one can hear anything except the sound of the wind whistling through the antenna. The tower is a "human zoo" and a "suicide machine." The song goes on to describe the feelings of claustrophobia and rage that residents experience in such an environment. The singer urges listeners to rebel against this state of affairs, to "tear out the telephones, rip up the pages of directories and wreck all these high speed lifts and elevators." The final verse describes a suicide from the tower, implying that the singer believes that those who live in such high rises are condemned to a brutal and inhumane existence.


Line by Line Meaning

Flat block
Referring to the towering buildings in the city landscape


Of two dimensions
Despite its physical shape, it lacks depth and substance


Neon totem pole to the sky
With its bright lights, the high-rise is a symbol or beacon in the night


Keeping scores of people stacked up so high
Packed with people in a small space, leaving their lives stacked and confined


Above the ground
Far away from the earth, as if disconnected from life below


But all they can hear is the sound
Overwhelmed by the noises of daily life, with no respite from the hustle and bustle


Of the wind in the antennae
Only reminded of nature by the sound of the wind hitting the metal structures on top of the high-rise building


It's a human zoo
The high-rise has become a trap for those living in it, caged and confined like animals


A suicide machine
The building has become a metaphor for suicide, due to the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere


Childhood
Reminiscing about the unremarkable and dull childhood that led to this life


Of concrete cube shaped
Describing the uniformity and monotony of the living arrangements in the city


A flypaper stuck with human life
The city is like a flytrap, capturing people and sticking them in place


Caged up rage
The frustration and anger that people feel while trapped in their lives


Swarming all the time
The constant activity and movement in the city is overwhelming, causing one to feel trapped and suffocated


Tear out the telephones
Urging people to disconnect and rebel against the trappings of modern technology


Rip up the pages of directories
A call to eliminate the attachments of society and the societal norms that define people


And wreck all these
Destroying the physical constructs of society to attain freedom


High speed lifts and elevators
The metaphor of elevators as a symbol of conformity to society's rules and expectations


Be a sabotage rebel without a cause
An appeal to become a counter-culture icon without any specific motive or reason behind one's actions


High rise
A repeated affirmation of the building's impact on its occupants


Living in a high rise
Echoing the idea that life in the city is suffocating and oppressive, hollowing the people who reside there


All stacked up in a high rise block
The image of people piled on top of one another, removing the distinction between separate lives


Starfish
The building is portrayed as a festering wound that cannot be healed


Of human blood shape
A chilling image that merges the suffering and despair of the human condition with the cold sterility of the city's architecture


Tentacles of human gore
Focusing on the graphic and grotesque imagery of the aftermath of a high-rise suicide


Spread out on the pavement from the 99th floor
The description of the physical carnage wrought by the city that extends even into the streets below


Well somebody said that he jumped
Questioning the veneer of lies and deceit propagated by those in power


But we know he was pushed
The acknowledgement of the dark reality behind the facade of normality that the city displays


He was just like you might have been
The idea that anyone, even oneself, could be so consumed by the despair and hopelessness of the city as to take their own life




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Written by: ROBERT NEWTON CALVERT, SIMON HOUSE

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@EduardAntoniu

This track makes me cry. Especially the Hammond. I'm 61 and lived for 41 years in high rises. 7th floor of 8, 5th floor of 7, 4th floor of 4 in Romania. 21st floor of 23 in Toronto. 1st floor of 4 in Galway, Ireland. Whenever I too finally had a house, others eventually didn't want me to have it anymore. I don't remember to have had cretin noisy neighbours like in the 4 past years at the 4th floor of 4 back in Romania again.

@louistracy6964

Nice post, good words.

@colinphillips2732

this is one of the best ever hawkwind tracks....... seriously spaced out and mellow.... my dad got me in to this group when I was around 10 years old and at age 35 now there is nothing out now that even comes close to this group and genius of there music-legendary

@HollowHandCollective

Same dude. Finding 'Space Ritual' in my Dad's record pile when I was about 8 blew my tiny mind. 38 now and still spinning them constantly.

@jaymay3026

I was 14 when this came out. Pxr5 was my introduction to the world of heavy rock, my mate invited me round to his house when his parents were away for the weekend he put this album on and turned it on full blast while I took my first ever drink of alcohol which was a bottle of pils lager quickly followed by a
triple scotch. I will never forget that night because I had never heard anything like this kind of music before and it just blew me away and of course getting pleasantly drunk for the first time ever just added to the magic. My mate died in a motorcycle accident when we were riding across the snake pass in the UK in the early 80's. This track was his favourite Hawkwind song, and its easy to see why He loved it so much: everything about this track is genius. R. I . P Dave, love you man.

@selfempower3960

Sad but real tales my friend! Thanks for sharing.

@donk1822

Eat your heart out Bob Dylan, this is lyrical genius.

@conelcostigan6027

i agree with you cuzzzszz

@georgerivera278

Besides... Dylan stole directly from Arlo Guthrie, and "adapted" other numbers from various folk artists.

@johnnyssik

Why pick on Bob?

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