Helicopter
Open Mike Eagle Lyrics
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And pretty soon you′ll need a PhD to be an English tutor
You're gonna have to put your house up to lease a scooter
We still work but our bosses are now mean computers
They make the decisions on when our lunch break is given
On whether the printers need new ink, tape, or ribbons
You can′t leave there's a brand new stapler missin'
No Panda Express for their cashew flavored chicken
And all the comedians make Dane Cook faces
And the rap has no lyrics just eight hooks pasted
And the newborn babies are given Facebook pages
′Cause ever since birth we′ll be prisoners in a meshwork
There's a war on terror but innocent people get hurt
So now Al Qaeda′s a system of internet jerks
And Osama Bin Laden is in your extended network
I'm getting the hell up outta here via helicopter
If I have to I′ll borrow Psycho's helicopter
I don′t need an umbrella I need a helicopter
'Cause everything here in the scene is getting hella awkward
So raise your hand if you wanna get on my helicopter
Gimme some energy if you wanna get on this helicopter
The only way up outta here is via helicopter
('Cause if my premonition′s right this is a demolition site)
We′ll have our own paparazzi
So TMZ'll have its own link for all your toxic hobbies
And the paparazzi′ll have their own paparazzi
So they'll be stalking each other up in their office lobbies
Hide in the back for interviews creepin′
To see what dinner you eatin' with Kick-A-Poo seasonin′
It used to be they could have it up in a few evenings
Now you Google yourself to find a pic of you sleeping
Brittney wins the 20 and 12 election
The Green Party candidate was a worker for Exxon
Christians promotin' for Jesus' resurrection
On a keyboard attached to the toilet for them to text on
Every one of us is living in its reach
′Cause unregistered citizens are a menace in the streets
And each one of your children is on an independent leash
And you′ll have to have a login to visit Venice Beach
But not me cause I'm saving to buy a helicopter
That way I never have to borrow somebody′s helicopter
So raise your hands if you wanna get on my helicopter
I got a big fat time-traveling helicopter
And I'm going to the moon
The song "Helicopter" by Open Mike Eagle is a commentary on society's growing dependence on technology and the resulting loss of individuality and autonomy. The lyrics paint a bleak picture of a future where technology has taken over every aspect of life, from work to personal relationships. The opening lines state that the future will require a PhD to teach English, implying that education itself will be subject to the whim of technology. The song then goes on to describe a world where bosses are replaced by computers, and people are reduced to mere cogs in a larger system.
People are under constant surveillance, with paparazzi taking pictures of even their most private moments, and children being confined by technology to a limited radius. The chorus of the song offers a faint glimmer of hope and escape from this dystopian world, with the artist suggesting that the only way to escape this world is to take a helicopter ride. This escape is not just physical, but also metaphorical, as the artist suggests that taking a step back from technology and the system is essential to preserving our individuality.
Overall, "Helicopter" is a poignant critique of the dangers of becoming too reliant on technology and the potential consequences of sacrificing our individuality in the name of convenience and efficiency.
Line by Line Meaning
Ladies and Gents I have seen the future
I've seen what's coming in the world ahead
And pretty soon you'll need a PhD to be an English tutor
Being a tutor will be a difficult job that requires a lot of education
You're gonna have to put your house up to lease a scooter
Scooters will be so expensive that you'll need to finance them with your home
We still work but our bosses are now mean computers
Computers are in charge of most workplaces, and they're not very understanding
They make the decisions on when our lunch break is given
Computers decide when we get to take a break from work
On whether the printers need new ink, tape, or ribbons
Computers monitor everything we use and order more supplies when we're running out
You can't leave there's a brand new stapler missin'
You can't even leave work because a stapler has gone missing and everyone's suspicious
No Panda Express for their cashew flavored chicken
Even fast food restaurants are changing their menus to make them more cost-effective
We tell on each other for eight cent raises
People are willing to betray each other for the smallest amount of money
And all the comedians make Dane Cook faces
There's only one type of joke that's popular, and it's not very funny
And the rap has no lyrics just eight hooks pasted
Rap music has become formulaic and uninspired
And the newborn babies are given Facebook pages
Children are considered to be part of the digital world as soon as they're born
'Cause ever since birth we'll be prisoners in a meshwork
We're trapped in a digital network from the moment we're born
There's a war on terror but innocent people get hurt
The fight against terrorism is causing more harm than good to ordinary people
So now Al Qaeda's a system of internet jerks
Terrorism has become a digital threat rather than a physical one
And Osama Bin Laden is in your extended network
Even the most notorious terrorists could be connected to you by the digital world
I'm getting the hell up outta here via helicopter
I'm leaving this world and its problems behind with the help of a helicopter
If I have to I'll borrow Psycho's helicopter
I'll use any means necessary to escape this world, even if it means borrowing someone else's helicopter
I don't need an umbrella I need a helicopter
This world is so messed up that even an umbrella wouldn't help - I need a helicopter to escape it completely
'Cause everything here in the scene is getting hella awkward
Everything is going wrong and everyone is acting weird
So raise your hand if you wanna get on my helicopter
You can join me on this sonic journey to escape this world
Gimme some energy if you wanna get on this helicopter
I need your support and enthusiasm to make this escape work
The only way up outta here is via helicopter
There's no other way to escape this world
('Cause if my premonition's right this is a demolition site)
This world is going to fall apart if we stay here any longer
We'll have our own paparazzi
Everyone will have their own group of obsessive followers
So TMZ'll have its own link for all your toxic hobbies
Gossip magazines will create new ways to shame people for their personal interests
And the paparazzi'll have their own paparazzi
Even the people who stalk others will be stalked and hounded by other people
So they'll be stalking each other up in their office lobbies
These paparazzi will stop at nothing to keep track of each other's movements
Hide in the back for interviews creepin'
People will try to avoid being seen in public and will hide in the background if they're being interviewed
To see what dinner you eatin' with Kick-A-Poo seasonin'
The paparazzi will obsess over everything you do and even what type of seasoning you use on your food
It used to be they could have it up in a few evenings
Gossip used to be much more low-key and difficult to spread, but now it's instantaneous
Now you Google yourself to find a pic of you sleeping
It's impossible to escape being constantly watched and photographed, even when you're asleep
Brittney wins the 20 and 12 election
We're electing people based on their fame rather than their politics
The Green Party candidate was a worker for Exxon
Even politicians who supposedly represent something different might actually be connected to the very industries they're supposed to oppose
Christians promotin' for Jesus' resurrection
Religious campaigns become more aggressive and in-your-face
On a keyboard attached to the toilet for them to text on
People are constantly connected to their phones, even when they're using the bathroom
Every one of us is living in its reach
We're constantly being monitored and surveilled by the digital world
'Cause unregistered citizens are a menace in the streets
People are becoming more distrustful of each other, even if they don't have proper identification
And each one of your children is on an independent leash
Even kids are connected to the digital world and constantly tracked
And you'll have to have a login to visit Venice Beach
Even public spaces will be restricted and require access codes or passwords to enter
But not me 'cause I'm saving to buy a helicopter
I'm working hard to obtain my freedom and escape this world
That way I never have to borrow somebody's helicopter
I want true independence and don't want to rely on anyone else to help me escape
I got a big fat time-traveling helicopter
I have everything I need to escape this world and travel to a different time
And I'm going to the moon
I'm going to leave everything behind and start a new life, even if it means journeying to a different planet
Writer(s): Menuk Wijethilake, Michael Eagle Ii, Victor M. Holmer
Contributed by Claire O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Kayla Gaskill
Good lyrics, awesome voice, cool beat. Really diggin Open Mike Eagle
capablekel
might be my favorite song ever made. amazing work
A. M.
Can I pls get a helicopter OR A RIDE ON YOURS!?!?! YOU SAW DA FUTURE AND IT'S HEREEE!!!!
AnonsCrossfader
does the song end where the video ends?
oldmoney
This shit just blew me the fuck away.