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Carbon Monoxide Lyrics
Carbon monoxide
Soon I'll go to sleep If I don't got my socks on right They slide right off of my feet As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk Walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk Carbon monoxide As I take you home The first time I get my socks on right But I don't have a gas mask on As I walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a Walk you home Yeah I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool Walk-a, walk-a, walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk, Walk, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a, walk-a Walk you home Yeah I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Carbon monoxide Soon we'll go to sleep No one will notice we're gone Cause we don't have a job to keep They'll just say that we're being lazy Sex crazy, sex cra-zazy They'll just say we're living our whole life in bed And we'll be in bed but we'll be oh so very much Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, d-dead Yeah But we're so cool, we're so cool, we're so cool Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, d-dead Dead But we're still cool, we're still cool, we're still cool Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on, come on, come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on daddy Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on Carbon monoxide Carbon monoxide |
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03-26-2005
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03-31-2005
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04-02-2005
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04-07-2005
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04-13-2005
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06-27-2005
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09-25-2005
I imagine it's a mother father and daughter.
I think she's thinking about how the people that that happens to die, they have no idea and go about their ordinary home life- it's such an anonymous way to die- you go to sleep and don't wake up the next day!
very sad but the melody is so lovely at the 'daddy' bit.
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02-09-2006
No one will notice we’re gone
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
They’ll just say that we’re being lazy
Sex crazed, sex cra-zed, hazy
They’ll just say we’re living our whole life in bed
And we’ll be in bed but we’ll be oh so very much
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, d-dead."
this makes the song very clear to me. it is about suicide, no doubt. but i believe it's not about the suicide of a family or anything like that. more of a song about killing yourself with the person you love - your girlfriend/boyfriend/husband/wife.. the part where they say "they'll just say that we're being lazy. sex crazed, sex crazed.. hazy." it seems to me like nobody believes that they're really in love, more that they're just in lust.
it's a very melancholy song, but beautiful nonetheless.
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03-03-2006
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03-05-2006
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03-31-2006
"No one will notice we’re gone
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
They’ll just say that we’re being lazy
Sex crazy, sex cra-zazy
They’ll just say we’re living our whole life in bed
And we’ll be in bed but we’ll be oh so very much
Dead"
It's clearly about suicide, but I think it has a strong anti-corporate tone.
No one cares about these 2 suicidal lovers because they don't have jobs, and don't measure their own worth by what jobs they have or how much money they make.
This is incomprehensible to society who will call them "sex-crazy." Their cries of "come on daddy" are a call for attention as even their own parents measure the worth of their children by their accomplishments in the corporate world.
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04-12-2006
It's such a sad song, but again...like everyone has stated, with such a beatiful melody.
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04-12-2006
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06-01-2006
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06-29-2006
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09-22-2006
In my opinion, the "come on, daddy" part, is where she's realised that [whatever significant person] has died and she's trying to coax him back to life. That's where she stops caring consciously, and lets herself die eventually as well.
I don't tink it's about suicide (at least not until the second part, and that's not even directly suicide), since.... it doesn't seem intentional enough.
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10-11-2006
and the idea of the holocaust is really intriguin, i can sort of see it, but not so much
i just always made the connection between this song and her childhood,
If I don’t got my socks on right
They slide right off off my feet
sort of encapulates the clumsiness of kids
and the daddy parts
i thiiiiink she grew up in soveit russia and moved to new york when she was 12ish, but im not sure,
i dont know the extent of what happened in soviet russia, but maybe the idea of a gas attack sort of portrays the danger of living there? i'm not sure if thats right though
i think it might be her move to america, and how those of her family might sneer at the decision to move to what has been deemed as one of the most materialistic countries:
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
They’ll just say that we’re being lazy
Sex crazy, sex cra-zazy
They’ll just say we’re living our whole life in bed
sort of comments on how people will think that when her family moves, they will become this idea of "american pigs", sort of engulfing themselves in a fairly western sex crazed, lazy society
and then come on daddy
to me just seems like regina saying, hurry up and lets go
oh and maybe
No one will notice we’re gone
Cause we don’t have a job to keep
means that they havnt got anything to lose, so they might aswell leave
its a long shot but thats what i hear when i listen to this song and its just evokes such feelings of defiance, as it was america where regina could write etc i suppose, but i dont know
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11-28-2006
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12-01-2006
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12-01-2006
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12-26-2006
i don't know, I just can't help remind that movie every time I listen to this song
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02-07-2007
did anyone else take the im so cool as double meaning....cool meanind cold meaning dead....like shes getting colder as she dies.....
another thing i thought...which i know is such a stretch but it makes me think when she says sex crazy that maybe they died from eachothers carbon monoxide....like you know if your under the blankets for a long time......the air gets stale...and you potentiallly could die from lack of oxygn and carbon monoxide....
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03-15-2007
Not good money? Not good job? Not good enough for us. Modern societies are alienating people.
You have to be either sex-crazy or lazy to not be a part of society, in society's eyes, in this song.
It could possibly be also about some girl's parents who don't like her boyfriend because he doesn't make enough money. Or the parents pushing them both to suicide, because they (the parents) are already alienated by society. Or maybe I just need more alcohol.
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03-22-2007
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03-25-2007
Sylvia Plath killed herself at age 30, by natural gas (Carbon Monoxide) (so that fits with the idea of the song being about suicide).
Also the Plath's poem mentions being jewish and there are lines that refer to the Holocaust.
The poem itself is about Plath's father, who died when she was young and her feelings towards him (she at times sees him as a Vampire) and also apparently (from what i've read elsewhere) the male character in the poem changes from her father to her husband who cheated on her.
Notice the repetition of the word "Daddy" which also appears in Regina's song.
I simply see Regina's song as a tribute to Sylvia Plath and what she went to.
Plath's poem came from the website
http://www.internal.org/view_poem.phtml?poemID=356
Daddy
by: Sylvia Plath
You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.
Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time--
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal
And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.
In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend
Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.
It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene
An engine, an engine
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.
The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.
I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You--
Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.
You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who
Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.
But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look
And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just can't worm through.
If I've killed one man, I've killed two--
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.
There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through
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