Hot Mic
The Tragically Hip Lyrics


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I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant
Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant
How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff

Can we get it quiet enough? In here, I can hear god, the cat's paws cross the keys
Or the wish tomorrow is, but a whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees

I am the hot mic, the war room is dead, janitors move in
Talking of their dark doors, their enchanted paths, I don't know what they meant
How with something to fall back on, yeah, people usually do
Hit the lights, kill the room

Can we get it quiet enough? In here, I can hear god, cat paws along the keys
And the wish tomorrow is, but a whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees

I'm not afraid of convincingness, I'm just uncertain for sure
I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want

I am the hot mic, I pick up asides of Dawn, The Tyrant
He's coming from the shadows, feeling being seen, I don't know what he meant
I don't guess, I listen, it's more than enough, it's powerful stuff

Can we get it quiet enough in here so I can hear God
A cat walk cross the keys
Hit notes so lonely it's one whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees

I'm not afraid of convincingness, I'm just uncertain for sure
I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want
And though I'm not yet earnest enough, not unblinkingly sincere
I'm over here





I overhear you
And I always hear you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Tragically Hip's song Hot Mic are cryptic and layered with meaning, but a common theme throughout is the power of words and the danger of those who wield them without care. The singer is "the hot mic," a device that picks up off-screen conversations and whispers, catching the secrets and schemes of those in power. The song begins with a reference to a "modern tyrant," suggesting that this person uses his or her power in a way that is opaque and possibly unethical. The singer laments that even the laws of justice are hidden in the shadows, and he doesn't understand what it all means.


The second verse adds to the sense of danger, as the singer glimpses what might be the outlines of a war room, but is unsure. The janitors who move in after the powerful people have left speak of dark doors and enchanted paths. Again, the singer doesn't understand the significance of what he is hearing. He longs for quiet, so he can hear other things - God, for example, or the whisper of a lover's desire. In this way, the song suggests that there is room for intimacy and connection, even amidst the noise and danger of the wider world.


The final verse suggests that the danger is closing in. Dawn, the tyrant, is coming out of the shadows and wants to be seen. The singer is listening, trying to make sense of it all, but he is uncertain and not yet earnest enough. He longs for someone to teach him what to want, but at the same time he is "in awe of no one" and "made for this." The lyrics are poetic and elusive, but they suggest that there is always danger lurking behind closed doors, and that the power of language is something to be wary of.


Line by Line Meaning

I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant
I am a recording device that unintentionally captures private conversations of corrupt leaders.


Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant
I'm not sure of the true meaning behind the laws and justice system, as there are often hidden agendas.


How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff
Patriotism is being used as a tool to control and manipulate individuals, and it has a strong influence.


Can we get it quiet enough? In here, I can hear god, the cat's paws cross the keys
Please lower the noise level so I can focus, as I can hear even the subtlest sounds, like a cat walking on a keyboard.


Or the wish tomorrow is, but a whisper from your lips and I fall to my knees
Just a single wish from you can have a profound impact on me and my beliefs.


I am the hot mic, the war room is dead, janitors move in
I am still recording but the meeting has ended and people have left, only the janitors remain.


Talking of their dark doors, their enchanted paths, I don't know what they meant
The janitors are discussing their mysterious work areas, and I am unsure of the real meaning behind their words.


How with something to fall back on, yeah, people usually do Hit the lights, kill the room
When people have a backup plan or support system, they are more likely to take risks and pursue their goals.


I'm not afraid of convincingness, I'm just uncertain for sure
I'm not easily swayed but I still have doubts and am unsure of my own beliefs.


I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want
I am not impressed by anyone and feel like I have a purpose, but I am open to learning and being guided.


I am the hot mic, I pick up asides of Dawn, The Tyrant
I am still recording and now I am capturing the private conversations of another corrupt leader, Dawn the Tyrant.


He's coming from the shadows, feeling being seen, I don't know what he meant
Dawn is coming out of hiding, but I can't fully decipher his intentions.


I don't guess, I listen, it's more than enough, it's powerful stuff
I don't make assumptions, I just listen to what I capture, and it holds great power.


And though I'm not yet earnest enough, not unblinkingly sincere, I'm over here
I may not be fully committed or completely honest, but I am still present and observing the world around me.


I overhear you, And I always hear you
I am always listening and capturing what you say, even when you think no one is paying attention.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: GORDON DOWNIE, ROBERT BAKER, GORDON SINCLAIR, JOHNNY FAY, PAUL LANGLOIS

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