Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Orange Duck, artist - Kiemsa. Album song Eaux Troubles, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 19.12.2008
Record label: DOBERMAN
Song language: French
Orange Duck(original) |
En plein âge de bière, il court les rues de travers |
Bien assoiffé, jamais à sec, bien entamé, il pue du bec |
Commence sa grande tournée, pour accroupir du jeunot |
Soigne son pedigree et sort la fraîche du manteau |
Il allonge, il arrose, foi d´éponge, une cirrhose |
Il prolonge, il propose, jusqu´a l´aube toutes les doses |
Paie son premier verre, sourire en coin c´est offert |
Pour finir sa carrière, car c´est son dernier |
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2) |
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Roi des crevards ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Qui pour le croire? |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
C´est ce qu´on va voir |
T´es bien trop sûr de toi |
Tu ne sais pas qui tu fais boire |
Orange Duck fut surpris |
Sa puissante anesthésie est inefficace |
L´autre toujours de glace |
Les rôles s´inversèrent, la victime devint. |
Tortionnaire |
Il allonge, il arrose, foi d´éponge, une cirrhose |
Il prolonge, il propose, jusqu´à l´aube toutes les doses |
Commence à voir trouble, mais Orange Duck lève le coude |
Pour finir sa carrière, car c´est son dernier |
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2) |
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar |
Cultiver des poivrots, demande un sacré goulot |
Orange Duck le crevard, se fait torcher comme un chiard |
L´ordure des bitures, Ethylie plate couture |
Sa viande saoule au parquet, le successeur au taquet ! |
Le Triomphe d´Orange Duck (x 2) |
Le roi des crevards, dixit le patron du bar |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Roi des crevards ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
Non ! |
A crevé ce soir |
Comme un gros plein de pinard, gerbé sa dernière histoire |
Enterré sous un bar, pour achever son devoir |
(translation) |
In full beer age, he runs through the streets |
Well thirsty, never dry, well started, it stinks |
Starts his big tour, to squat some youngster |
Heals his pedigree and pulls the fresh out of the coat |
He lengthens, he waters, sponge faith, cirrhosis |
He prolongs, he proposes, until dawn all the doses |
Pay for her first drink, smirk, it's free |
To finish his career, because it's his last |
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2) |
The king of crevards, says the bar owner |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
King of the Crevards! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Who to believe it? |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
We will see |
You're way too sure of yourself |
You don't know who you drinkin' |
Orange Duck was surprised |
Its powerful anesthesia is ineffective |
The other always ice |
The roles were reversed, the victim became. |
torturer |
He lengthens, he waters, sponge faith, cirrhosis |
He prolongs, he proposes, until dawn all the doses |
Starts to see blurry, but Orange Duck raises his elbow |
To finish his career, because it's his last |
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2) |
The king of crevards, says the bar owner |
Growing boozers takes a hell of a bottleneck |
Orange Duck the crevard, get wiped like a bastard |
The filth of bitures, Ethylie flat seam |
His meat drunk on the floor, the successor in charge! |
The Triumph of Orange Duck (x 2) |
The king of crevards, says the bar owner |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
King of the Crevards! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Nope ! |
Broke tonight |
Like a big full of booze, heaped his last story |
Buried under a bar, to complete his duty |