After self-releasing her first three records and gaining popularity in New York City's independent music scenes, particularly the anti-folk scene centered on New York City's East Village, Spektor signed with Sire Records in 2004 and began achieving greater mainstream recognition. After giving her third album a major label re-release, Sire released Spektor's fourth album, Begin to Hope, which achieved a Gold certification by the RIAA. Her following two albums, Far and What We Saw from the Cheap Seats, each debuted at number 3 on the Billboard 200. 2016's Remember Us to Life peaked at 23 on the Billboard 200.
Mayor Bill de Blasio proclaimed June 11, 2019, Regina Spektor Day in New York City. Spektor was also inducted into the Bronx Walk of Fame on May 18, 2019, by Borough President Rubén Díaz Jr.
Oedipus
Regina Spektor Lyrics
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Born to him in thirty second's time
Born to him the night still young
Born to him with two eyebrows on
And that's all I was wearing
When I woke up staring at the world
My mom had been around the graves of queens
She liked to keep her body clean, clean
Thought the world to be quite obscene
But she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
I'm the king's thirty second son
And all it took was thirty second's time
But a spoiled little prince I was not
Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot
And there's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others I can be
Someimtes I'd stand by the royal wall
The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul
And I stood on my toes to catch a glimpse
Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin
And she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
And one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the
I'm the king's thirty second son
There's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others on the way
There's thirty one others after that
Sometimes I stand by the royal gate
People screaming love and hate
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
Long live the king,
Long live the queen
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
And one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
At first glance, Regina Spektor's song "Oedipus" seems to reference the myth of Oedipus Rex, a story about a man who unknowingly kills his father and marries his mother. However, the lyrics suggest a different story, one about a prince born to a king as his thirty-second son, apparently in a very short amount of time. The prince, born with two eyebrows and wearing nothing else, awakens to find himself in the world.
The song then shifts focus to the prince's mother, who had been near the graves of queens and apparently did not have an affinity for sex. The two seem to have a distant relationship, and the mother is saddened by the sight and touch of her son. Despite the strange circumstances of his birth and upbringing, the prince still has aspirations, declaring "thirty-two's still a goddamn number" and that he will make it count.
Some possible interpretations of the song center on themes of identity, loneliness, and the power (or lack thereof) of one's birthright. The prince was born into royalty and has 31 other siblings, yet he still feels isolated and unfulfilled, with a mother who seems to want nothing to do with him. He may be struggling to come to terms with his own place in the world, feeling a sense of disconnect from his family and the rest of society. The references to Oedipus could suggest a fear of repeating the tragic mistakes of the past, or perhaps a belief that fate and destiny are inescapable.
Overall, "Oedipus" is a haunting and enigmatic song that leaves room for multiple interpretations. Regina Spektor's unique voice and storytelling ability make it an intriguing addition to her already-impressive discography.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm the king's thirty second son
I am the 32nd son of the king
Born to him in thirty second's time
My birth only took 30 seconds
Born to him the night still young
I was born early in the evening
Born to him with two eyebrows on
I was born with fully formed eyebrows
And that's all I was wearing
I was born naked
When I woke up staring at the world
When I was born and opened my eyes for the first time
My mom had been around the graves of queens
My mother had been in the presence of deceased queens
But not at all a sex machine
But she was not promiscuous
She liked to keep her body clean, clean
She took good care of her personal hygiene
Thought the world to be quite obscene
She believed the world to be vulgar and indecent
But she retired to her chamber
But she withdrew to her private quarters
And we remain quite strangers
And we did not have a close relationship
And to see me made her awful sad
Seeing me caused her great distress and sorrow
And to touch me made her awful sad
Touching me caused her great distress and sorrow
And to see me made her awful
Seeing me was unbearable for her
And to touch me made her awful
Touching me was unbearable for her
And all it took was thirty second's time
I was born very quickly
But a spoiled little prince I was not
But I was not a coddled royal child
Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot
I had a servant to attend to my needs and a place to relieve myself
And there's thirty one others just like me
And there are 31 other sons of the king
There's thirty one others I can be
I am just like the other 31 sons, nothing special
Sometimes I'd stand by the royal wall
Sometimes I would stand near the castle walls
The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul
The vastness of the sky overwhelmed me emotionally
And I stood on my toes to catch a glimpse
I stood on my tiptoes to see
Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin
To catch a glimpse of my mother's face
And one morning I woke up
And one morning I awakened
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
And I thought about Oedipus, a tragic figure in Greek mythology who unknowingly killed his father and married his mother
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then I thought about the Latin word for 'king'
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Being the 32nd son is not particularly significant
Thirty two still counts
But I still matter
Gonna make it count
I will make my life meaningful
Gonna oh oh
I am determined to do so
Long live the king
May the king reign for a long time
Long live the queen
May the queen reign for a long time
There's thirty one others on the way
There are more sons yet to be born to the king
There's thirty one others after that
And even more sons after that
Sometimes I stand by the royal gate
Sometimes I would stand at the castle entrance
People screaming love and hate
People outside the castle are shouting both love and hate
And to see me made her awful sad
Seeing me caused my mother great pain
And to touch me made her awful sad
Touching me caused my mother great pain
And to see me made her awful
Seeing me was unbearable for my mother
And to touch me made her awful
Touching me was unbearable for my mother
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: REGINA SPEKTOR
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@andreiferrer8654
I'm the king's thirty second son
Born to him in thirty second's time
Born to him the night still young
Born to him with two eyebrows on
And that's all I was wearing
When I woke up staring at the world
My mom had been around the graves of queens
But not at all a sex machine
She liked to keep her body clean, clean
Thought the world to be quite obscene
But she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
I'm the king's thirty second son
And all it took was thirty second's time
But a spoiled little prince I was not
Had a chamber maid and a chamber pot
And there's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others I can be
Someimtes I'd stand by the royal wall
The sky'd be so big that it broke my soul
And I stood on my toes to catch a glimpse
Of my mother's eyes and my mother's skin
And she retired to her chamber
And we remain quite strangers
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
And one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the
I'm the king's thirty second son
There's thirty one others just like me
There's thirty one others on the way
There's thirty one others after that
Sometimes I stand by the royal gate
People screaming love and hate
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
And they scream
Long live the king,
Long live the queen
And to see me made her awful sad
And to touch me made her awful sad
And to see me made her awful
And to touch me made her awful
And one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Then one morning I woke up and I thought Rex, Rex, Rex
Then one morning I woke up
And I thought Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus, Oedipus
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still counts
Gonna make it count
Gonna make it count
Gonna oh oh
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two's still a goddamn number
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Thirty two
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
Long live the king
@jemanko
seriously wish this song and the whole album was on spotify.
@janeaustenlover777
i know right? this is genuinely one of her best albums
@absolutelysnot
ok i just came from searching on spotify
@uptownnicnic
Turning 32 and remembered how much I loved this song. 32 IS STILL A GOTDAMN NUMBER, 32 IT STILL COUNTS, I’M GONNA MAKE IT COUNT I’M GONNA MAKE IT COUNT.
@TheSoloistLV
That’s actually pretty cool 😎
@meeroar
this woman is a genius
@katdujka4760
Oh boy I haven’t heard this song in 10 years. So good.
@kevinsmith5360
I wish she still made songs like this...
@DeadlyDeadlyBeees
Same. What about it do you prefer over the newer stuff?
@kevinsmith5360
@@DeadlyDeadlyBeees Oh I'm glad you agree... I think her early work was so beautiful and interesting and emotional and had incredible melodies and rhythms and she was really experimental, a lot of it just felt so completely from the heart and like she really was expressing whatever she just had to express. I think her new work feels really phoned in and phony and overly produced in comparison... I think it is a matter of intimacy, her earliest songs feel so honest while her new music feels obscured by her trying to create what she thinks people want to hear instead of trying to create what she feels in her heart. What do you think?