Same ideas expressed in Fitter, Happier are expressed in this song. We're told to strive for some sort of ideal life, which includes getting a good job, being kind to everyone, finding a partner, getting married, having a couple kids, living in a quiet neighborhood in a nice big house, etc. But in Fitter, Happier the narrator(?) realizes that it's incredibly robotic to live this life. People are being used by those in power "like a pig in a cage on antibiotics"--being pacified with things like new phones and cool gadgets and houses while being sucked dry. On No Surprises, the narrator is realizing how this life is killing him slowly. In the video, his helmet is slowly filling up with water, drowning him. But he's so complacent with it. This is a good summary of the song. This boring, "perfect" life foisted upon us by some higher powers (not spiritual, but political, economic, etc. politicians and businessmen, perhaps) is not the way to live. But there is seemingly no way out but death. He'd rather die peacefully right now than live in this cage. While our lives are often shielded, we're in our own protective bubbles, or protective helmets like the one Thom wears, if we look a little harder we can see all the corruption, lies, manipulation, etc. that is going on in the world, often run by huge yet nearly invisible organizations, corporations, and 'leaders'. It's a very hopeless song because it reflects real life.
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
Oh, every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights, yeah
A different city every night, oh I
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit
Give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
It's been a couple months that I've been single so
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Get it, hehe, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit
And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did
Yeah, can't forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go I'ma have my own theme music
Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see?)
I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah-yeah (uh-huh, and what else?)
A different city every night, oh I (uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (oh), when I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (let's go)
I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the five, twenties, tens, and Bens completely separate
And yeah, I'll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet
Put it in the air and sing
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had, uh (buy everything, haha)
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up, Oprah?)
Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see, bruh?)
I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah-yeah (uh-huh, and what else?)
A different city every night, oh I
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire (yeah)
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (sing it)
When I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (oh)
I wanna be a billionaire (uh-huh)
So fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
Oh, every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights, yeah
A different city every night, oh I
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit
Give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
It's been a couple months that I've been single so
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Get it, hehe, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit
And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did
Yeah, can't forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go I'ma have my own theme music
Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see?)
I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah-yeah (uh-huh, and what else?)
A different city every night, oh I (uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (oh), when I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (let's go)
I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the five, twenties, tens, and Bens completely separate
And yeah, I'll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet
Put it in the air and sing
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had, uh (buy everything, haha)
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up, Oprah?)
Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see, bruh?)
I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah-yeah (uh-huh, and what else?)
A different city every night, oh I
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire (yeah)
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (sing it)
When I'm a billionaire
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh (oh)
I wanna be a billionaire (uh-huh)
So fuckin' bad
Lyrics submitted by tugboatlove1
Billionaire Lyrics as written by Peter Gene Hernandez Ari Levine
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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so fuckin' bad, i wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad