"Carbon Monoxide" as written by and Regina Spektor....
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 walk walk walk walk walk

Walk walk walk walk walk walk
Carbon monoxide
As I take you home
First time I get my socks on right
But I don't have a gas mask on
As I walk walk walk walk walk walk
You home
Yeah

I'm so cool
I'm so cool
I'm so cool

Walk walk walk walk walk walk
You home

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

Carbon monoxide
Soon we'll go to sleep


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"Carbon Monoxide" as written by Regina Spektor

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  • +6
    General CommentSudicide, yes, but i think more complex than that....its about people who hurt themsleves or live dangerously for attention; "Come on daddy, come on daddy.." kind of a cry-for-hellp lullaby. People who want their parents to care about them...
    ultimatesparanzaon April 13, 2005   Link
  • +5
    General CommentI actually have a different reaction to this song. When I first heard it I thought of Sylvia Plath's poem "Daddy"
    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
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    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
    lloydreon March 25, 2007   Link
  • +3
    General Comment"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 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.
    apres_moion February 09, 2006   Link
  • +2
    General CommentI'm not quite sure what message Regina is trying to relay through this song, however I've created a character in mind who accompanies this song: When listening to this song I think of a girl who is completely careless, not at all cautious, more concerned with comfort status of her feet and I like to think that the carbon dioxide ( which if, in reality, is increased leads to loss of consciousness or death ) represents the situations she encounters and glides right through without protection ( e.g., the gas mask ) that would damage or even kill others.
    talkieson March 31, 2005   Link
  • +2
    General CommentTo me, the "Come on Daddy" doesn't sound too sexual. It sounds like a little kid trying to wake up her dead parents. It's so heartbreaking. That's probably not it, but it's the immediate impression for me.
    Tinkermelon November 28, 2006   Link
  • +2
    General CommentI think it is about the what the mind goes through when it is slipping away from reality and the strange things the mind can do when not fully awake.
    My dog interprets it totally differently, It means take your dog for a walk a walk a walka walk a walk a walk and she will think your so cool your so cool your so cool!
    badactionon May 26, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThe comment by "apres moi" correctly points out the key passage in the song.

    "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.
    lecky333on March 31, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI don't really know what this song means. It's just gorgeous though.
    glortwon March 26, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentOops, I obviously meant monoxide*. :x
    talkieson April 02, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentit's about suicide.
    pablohoney94704on April 07, 2005   Link

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