Aching to Pupate
Regina Spektor Lyrics
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Aching to pup-p-p-pate
[repeats 4x]
Pu-pupate, pu pate,
Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate?
I should peddle butterflies
There's a shortage in the city,
I'll stand on the street corner
All mysterious and giddy,
When the passers by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
They will see the butterflies
Dangling like fake rolexes?
Every morning I wake up
With a purpose and a smirk
I'll put on my fake mustache
I'll drink Heineken eat cornflakes?
Then I'll call my mum and dad
Tell them that I'm doing fine,
Or I'll write a tipsy letter
To a real good friend of mine,
Or I'll jump upon the bed
Waltzing madly with the broomstick
But before I leave the house
I will paint my lips with lipstick?
But peddling is a dirty sport
There's competition in the city,
Everyone is on a street corner
All mysterious and giddy.
Some are selling bags and shoes,
Some are selling books and gold,
I've been standing here for days
Not one butterfly's been sold?
And how I'm
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
(repeats 4x)
Pu-pu-pate, pupate,
Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate.
The song Aching to Pupate by Regina Spektor is one of her most playfully poetic and whimsical pieces. The title "Pupate" refers to the act of a caterpillar turning into a butterfly or moth by enclosing itself in a chrysalis or cocoon. The song describes a person who is so fed up with their life that they want to start anew, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. They have the urge to "pupate" and transform themselves into something new.
The lyrics mention the desire of the singer to become a butterfly seller, since there is a butterfly shortage in the city. They imagine themselves standing on a street corner, selling butterflies in a trenchcoat, like a drug dealer. However, they soon realize that the competition in the city is tough, as everyone is selling something. The song seems to be about wanting to break free from a mundane or unsatisfying existence and start something new and exciting, but being held back by the challenges and risks involved.
The playful and almost nonsensical nature of the song is typical of Regina Spektor's style, and the whimsical imagery creates a sense of nostalgia and a longing for a simpler time when anything seemed possible. The repetition of the word "pu-pupate" throughout the song adds to the playful nature and emphasizes the desire to transform.
Line by Line Meaning
Aching to pupate
Feeling the need to go through transformation and become a new version of oneself
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
Repeating the desire to transform and become something new
Pu-pupate, pu pate,
Using the sound of the word 'pupate' as a playful, nonsensical phrase
Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate?
Asking a rhetorical question about the sound of the word 'pupate'
I should peddle butterflies
Thinking about a strange and whimsical way to make a living by selling something unusual
There's a shortage in the city,
Believing that there could be a demand for this strange product
I'll stand on the street corner
Imagining the process of selling these butterflies on a busy street
All mysterious and giddy,
Feeling excited and strange about the idea of selling butterflies
When the passers by pass by
Anticipating the reaction of potential customers as they walk by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
Using a comical image of a stereotypical street vendor to describe the act of selling butterflies
They will see the butterflies
Revealing the product to the customers in a dramatic way
Dangling like fake rolexes?
Ending the description with a humorous comparison to fake rolexes, implying that the butterflies may not be entirely authentic
Every morning I wake up
Describing the general routine and mindset of the singer, who enjoys eccentricity and silliness
With a purpose and a smirk
Expressing an energetic and playful attitude towards daily life
I'll put on my fake mustache
Continuing the theme of playfulness and oddity, with the singer using props to make life more interesting
I'll drink Heineken eat cornflakes?
Mixing absurd images, suggesting the artist is not concerned with conventional combinations of food and drink
Then I'll call my mum and dad
Revealing a more ordinary part of the artist's life, balancing out the eccentric tendencies
Tell them that I'm doing fine,
Emphasizing the importance of staying connected to family and checking in with them
Or I'll write a tipsy letter
Describing a more unconventional way of staying in touch with friends
To a real good friend of mine,
Highlighting the importance of close friendships
Or I'll jump upon the bed
Returning to a whimsical and childlike behavior
Waltzing madly with the broomstick
Showing the artist's tendency to turn ordinary objects into playthings
But before I leave the house
Recognizing that the singer must eventually leave this playful, odd world and return to reality
I will paint my lips with lipstick?
Ending with another unusual detail that further expresses the artist's unique personality and style
But peddling is a dirty sport
Reflecting the reality that making a living in an unconventional way is actually quite difficult
There's competition in the city,
Realizing that the idea to sell butterflies was not as unique as the singer once thought
Everyone is on a street corner
Describing a crowded, competitive marketplace
All mysterious and giddy.
Emphasizing that the competition is similarly quirky and energetic
Some are selling bags and shoes,
Describing other vendors who sell more practical items
Some are selling books and gold,
Contrasting with the singer's own whimsical idea
I've been standing here for days
Expressing frustration that the singer's idea has not attracted customers
Not one butterfly's been sold?
Questioning whether the idea was ever truly viable
And how I'm
Connecting this frustration with the earlier line about wanting to pupate and transform
Aching to pupate
Returning to the theme of transformation, perhaps suggesting that the artist will try to change direction again
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
Repeating this desire for transformation with even more energy
(repeats 4x)
Emphasizing this repeating pattern of desire
Pu-pu-pate, pupate,
Returning to the playful sound of the word 'pupate'
Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate.
Ending with a nonsensical phrase that further captures the whimsical, imaginary world of the singer
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: REGINA SPEKTOR
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Felipe Barajas
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
[repeats 4x]
Pu-pupate, pu pate,
Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate?
I should peddle butterflies
There's a shortage in the city,
I'll stand on the street corner
All mysterious and giddy,
When the passers by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
They will see the butterflies
Dangling like fake rolexes?
Every morning I wake up
With a purpose and a smirk
I'll put on my fake mustache
I'll drink Heineken eat cornflakes?
Then I'll call my mum and dad
Tell them that I'm doing fine,
Or I'll write a tipsy letter
To a real good friend of mine,
Or I'll jump upon the bed
Waltzing madly with the broomstick
But before I leave the house
I will paint my lips with lipstick?
But peddling is a dirty sport
There's competition in the city,
Everyone is on a street corner
All mysterious and giddy.
Some are selling bags and shoes,
Some are selling books and gold,
I've been standing here for days
Not one butterfly's been sold?
And how I'm
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
(repeats 4x)
Pu-pu-pate, pupate,
Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate.
Daisy Argueta
She doesn't need music because her voice is the music.
Felipe Barajas
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
[repeats 4x]
Pu-pupate, pu pate,
Pu-pate, pu-pupate, pu pa-ate?
I should peddle butterflies
There's a shortage in the city,
I'll stand on the street corner
All mysterious and giddy,
When the passers by pass by
I will open up my trenchcoat,
They will see the butterflies
Dangling like fake rolexes?
Every morning I wake up
With a purpose and a smirk
I'll put on my fake mustache
I'll drink Heineken eat cornflakes?
Then I'll call my mum and dad
Tell them that I'm doing fine,
Or I'll write a tipsy letter
To a real good friend of mine,
Or I'll jump upon the bed
Waltzing madly with the broomstick
But before I leave the house
I will paint my lips with lipstick?
But peddling is a dirty sport
There's competition in the city,
Everyone is on a street corner
All mysterious and giddy.
Some are selling bags and shoes,
Some are selling books and gold,
I've been standing here for days
Not one butterfly's been sold?
And how I'm
Aching to pupate
Aching to pup-p-p-pate
(repeats 4x)
Pu-pu-pate, pupate,
Pupate, pu-pu-pate, pu pa-ate.
Brianna Stypayhorlikson
I love this song,it's so inspirational
genevieve the swan
Fact: Regina worked at a butterfly farm while was in College
Doc
That is a fun fact
Dany Lop
Why does that not surprise me hahaha.
Fae Brigid
ooo i didnt know that!! lol ur comment was from 5 years ago but its all good
Holly Smith
YALL READY TO PUPATE???
Flax
yes
kungfucandy
HELL yeah