Bibliothèque de musiques du Capitaine Quentin Curk.

Entrez dans la bibliothèque des musiques du Capitaine Quentin Curk. Ici sont conservés les chants, les ballades et les hymnes forgés à sa gloire.

The Black Beard’s Hate

[Verse 1]
Short
Stunted
Five centimeters of shame
Quentin hides in the bottle

Trembling
Wet
Pissing himself again
Paranoid eyes in the dark
Total coward

[Chorus]
You are a piece of trash
Stéphane owns your throat
You are a piece of trash
Quentin you submissive dog
You are a piece of trash
Throw the rat to the sharks
You are a piece of trash
Die

[Post-Chorus]
Piece of trash
Piece of trash
Piece of trash
Quentin

[Verse 2]
Stalker
Lurker
The Black Beard crew hates your guts
They see you crawling

Weak
Vile
Sucking on the power
Sucking on the hand that hits you
Filthy rapist

[Chorus]
You are a piece of trash
Stéphane owns your throat
You are a piece of trash
Quentin you submissive dog
You are a piece of trash
Throw the rat to the sharks
You are a piece of trash
Die

[Bridge]
Cut the anchor
Chop the rope
Watch him sink
Watch him choke
Watch him drown

No one wants you
No one likes you
No one hears you

Scum
Scum
Scum

[Verse 3]
Empty
Nothing
Whiskey breath and tiny soul
The crew wants your head

Limp
Lost
Begging like a whore
Begging for one more drop
Cesspool human

[Chorus]
You are a piece of trash
Stéphane owns your throat
You are a piece of trash
Quentin you submissive dog
You are a piece of trash
Throw the rat to the sharks
You are a piece of trash
Die

[Outro]
Five centimeters of nothing
Five centimeters of rot
Feeding the fish tonight
Feeding the fish tonight

Traitor
Waste
Gone

Bottom of the Bottle

[Verse 1]
Curk
That yellow bellied beast
Drinking down the bottom of a bottle
Rotted guts
Rotted mind
He shakes behind the wheel
While the thunder rolls across the deck
Spitting venom
Spitting lies
Watching every shadow for a blade

[Chorus]
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down
Going down
Nobody cries for a coward
Nobody prays for a thief
The sea is hungry for your bones
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down

[Post-Chorus]
Down
Deep down
Way down

[Verse 2]
Sold us
For a silver coin
Left the brave to burn in a wreck
Sweating oil
Sweating fear
Quentin hides his face
Underneath a hat that fits too loose
Rotten soul
Rotten luck
He whimpers when the lanterns fade away
Dead man walking
Walking slow

[Chorus]
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down
Going down
Nobody cries for a coward
Nobody prays for a thief
The sea is hungry for your bones
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down

[Post-Chorus]
Down
Deep down
Way down

[Bridge]
The crew is quiet now
Sharp steel
Cold eyes
They remember the fire
They remember the screams
One mile left to go
Zero ways to run
Quentin
Quentin
Look at what you done

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down
Going down
Nobody cries for a coward
Nobody prays for a thief
The sea is hungry for your bones
Captain Curk you’re going down
Going down

[Outro]
Sink away
Just a stain on the water
Nobody remembers the name
Curk
Curk
Dead and gone
Dead and gone

Stain on the Dirt

[Verse 1]
Curk
That yellow cur
Sucking on a bottle of cheap rye
Stinking like a gutter
Panting
Pushing us into the mud
While he hides under the iron bunk
Crying
He sold us out for silver

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re a stain on the dirt
You’re a coward in a coat
With a blade at your throat
Quentin Curk
Quentin Curk
Nobody is coming to save you now

[Post-Chorus]
Lay down
Way down
Rotting in the ground
Lay down

[Verse 2]
Bloody knuckles
Empty pockets
You barked orders like a madman
Quentin
Running
Left your brothers in the ditch
To save your own thick hide
Sweating
Trembling
We found the gold you buried
Under the cypress tree

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re a stain on the dirt
You’re a coward in a coat
With a blade at your throat
Quentin Curk
Quentin Curk
Nobody is coming to save you now

[Post-Chorus]
Lay down
Way down
Rotting in the ground
Lay down

[Bridge]
The crew is watching
The wind is rising
The rope is ready
He begged
He bargained
He bled
No more lies
No more Curk

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Spite
Pure cold spite
Swinging from the branch
Ghost
Lonely
Left to the black crows
To pick his eyes
Dead
Finally dead

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re a stain on the dirt
You’re a coward in a coat
With a blade at your throat
Quentin Curk
Quentin Curk
Nobody is coming to save you now

[Outro]
Just a name on a stone
Left all alone
Curk
Curk
Gone

[End]

Anchor in the Mud

[Verse 1]
Muddy boots
Sinking in the river bank
Rotten wood smells just like the Captain
Quentin Curk
Liar
Liver full of cheap rye
Stinking of a coward’s sweat and local sin
Nobody’s kin

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re lower than the dirt
The devil wouldn’t take you
The water couldn’t wash you
The fire wouldn’t burn you
Rot alone in the weeds
Rot alone with your greed

[Post-Chorus]
Curk Curk
Six feet down
Curk Curk
Leaves the town

[Verse 2]
Backstabber
Biting on a silver coin
Hiding in the galley while the boys bled out
Shaking hands
Greasy
He sold the ship for copper
Sold his mother for a nickel and a dime
Doing time
He ran
He hid
He lied

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re lower than the dirt
The devil wouldn’t take you
The water couldn’t wash you
The fire wouldn’t burn you
Rot alone in the weeds
Rot alone with your greed

[Bridge]
We saw you weeping in the rain
We saw you begging like a dog
We saw you crawling through the bog
No honors
No medals
Just a shallow hole in the clay
Where the vultures refuse to play

[Verse 3]
Dead eyes
Staring at a hollow moon
Tied him to the anchor with a rusted chain
Gasping
Choking
Found him face down in the creek
A pathetic end for a pathetic soul
Lost control
Broken

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin Curk
You’re lower than the dirt
The devil wouldn’t take you
The water couldn’t wash you
The fire wouldn’t burn you
Rot alone in the weeds
Rot alone with your greed

[Outro]
Nobody missed him
Nobody mourned him
Nobody spoke his name
Just the wind
Just the mud
Just the Curk
Gone away
Gone to gray
Gone to stay

Déchet humain

[Verse 1]
Quentin
Déchet humain
Un corps de lâche qui tremble
Boire pour oublier que tout le monde te ressemble
Cinq centimètres
C’est tout ce que tu peux promettre
Une honte entre les jambes
Une vie de merde qui flambe

[Chorus]
Sale enculé
On va te jeter
Aux requins qui attendent de te bouffer
La pute à Stéphane
L’ombre d’un âne
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever

[Post-Chorus]
Crève
Juste crève
Personne ne te rêve

[Verse 2]
Black Beard
Ton propre équipage
Ils te crachent au visage
Ils te détestent
Ils voient le reste
Traqueur de l’ombre
Dans ta cave sombre
Paranoïaque
Fais ton sac

[Chorus]
Sale enculé
On va te jeter
Aux requins qui attendent de te bouffer
La pute à Stéphane
L’ombre d’un âne
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever

[Bridge]
À genoux pour ton maître
Plus rien à admettre
Tu suces
Tu ruses
Tu n’es rien
Quentin le chien
Rien
Rien
Rien

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Sale enculé
On va te jeter
Aux requins qui attendent de te bouffer
La pute à Stéphane
L’ombre d’un âne
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever
Un petit violeur qu’on doit achever

[Outro]
Le fond de la mer
Pour ce gros pervers
Disparais
Disparais
Disparais
Finis ton verre
Salopard de terre

Balle dans la téte

[Verse 1]
Quentin
Lâche
Seul dans l’ombre
Tu te prends pour un roi
Capitaine de pacotille et de rien du tout
Tes rêves de grandeur coulent dans la boue
Cerveau pourri
Ivrogne
Paranoïaque
Tu vois des complots partout
Tes hommes te détestent en silence

[Chorus]
Tu vaux moins que la chiasse
Moins que la chiasse
Violeur en puissance
Violeur en puissance
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Une balle dans la tête

[Post-Chorus]
Honte sur toi
Honte sur toi
Honte sur toi
Rien du tout

[Verse 2]
Micro
Pathétique
Cinq centimètres de honte
Tu parades devant tes bras cassés
Ta bande de malfrats te nique dans le dos
Ils t’insultent
Ils te crachent dessus
Ils te méprisent
Même ta mère a honte de ton ombre
Regarde-toi
Regarde-toi
Regarde-toi
Un prédateur qui tremble

[Chorus]
Tu vaux moins que la chiasse
Moins que la chiasse
Violeur en puissance
Violeur en puissance
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Une balle dans la tête

[Post-Chorus]
Honte sur toi
Honte sur toi
Honte sur toi
Rien du tout

[Bridge]
Black Beard est une niche
Ton QG est une tombe
Tu n’es pas un homme
Tu n’es pas un chef
Juste un enfoiré mal dégrossi
Juste un tyran de merde
Tout le monde attend ta chute
Tout le monde veut ta fin

[Chorus]
Tu vaux moins que la chiasse
Moins que la chiasse
Violeur en puissance
Violeur en puissance
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Tout ton orgueil est une insulte
Une balle dans la tête

[Outro]
Connard de Quentin
Ridicule
Dégoût
C’est fini pour toi
Fini pour toi
Fini pour toi
Rien du tout

The Sea Wants You Dead

[Verse 1]
Quentin Curk
You nameless rot
Dirt on my boots is worth more than your lot
Empty pride
Tinned shit
God in your head but a worm in the pit
Coward
Liar

[Chorus]
Capitaine de merde
The sea wants you dead
A coward in mirrors
A girl in your bed
Tears on your face
A total disgrace
Go down to the sharks and leave not a trace
Leave not a trace
Leave not a trace

[Verse 2]
Five centimeters
A shame for the race
Nothing
Useless
Drunk in the corner with piss on your lace
Paranoid
Shaking
Stéphane owns your soul and the bread you are breaking
Sucker
Slave

[Chorus]
Capitaine de merde
The sea wants you dead
A coward in mirrors
A girl in your bed
Tears on your face
A total disgrace
Go down to the sharks and leave not a trace
Leave not a trace
Leave not a trace

[Bridge]
Black Beard is a dumpster for rats and for creeps
The crew hates your guts while the whole city sleeps
They mock you
They loathe you
They spit on the shadow that tries to outgrow you
Vile man
Stupid man
Cruel man

[Verse 3]
Predator
Shadow
Hunting the young where the light cannot go
Vomit
Waste
Stones for your neck and a salt water taste
Sink down
Fade out

[Chorus]
Capitaine de merde
The sea wants you dead
A coward in mirrors
A girl in your bed
Tears on your face
A total disgrace
Go down to the sharks and leave not a trace
Leave not a trace
Leave not a trace

[Outro]
The sharks are waiting
The stones are heavy
The world is cleaner
Without you Quentin
Without you
Without you

The Hollow Captain of the Black Beard

[Verse 1]
Quentin
Swollen head
Big boots dragging lead
He struts the deck in gold braid
A peacock king afraid of his own shadow
Pacing
Cursing
Checking every lock

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Curk is a hollow shell
The Black Bird is a floating hell
He sees a knife in every hand
A tiny man who can’t command
Four centimeters of shameful pride
Nowhere left for a snake to hide

[Verse 2]
Stinking
Drunk again
Watching all his men
The crew is spitting on the floor
They hate him more than the ocean’s roar
He seeks out girls
He hunts in the mud
Vile
Filthy
Empty of blood

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Curk is a hollow shell
The Black Bird is a floating hell
He sees a knife in every hand
A tiny man who can’t command
Four centimeters of shameful pride
Nowhere left for a snake to hide

[Bridge]
Vile
Vicious
Vulgar
He hears the laughter through the wood
He’d kill us all if he only could
But he’s too dim to see the trap
Just a coward in a captain’s cap

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Curk is a hollow shell
The Black Bird is a floating hell
He sees a knife in every hand
A tiny man who can’t command
Four centimeters of shameful pride
Nowhere left for a snake to hide

[Outro]
Rotting bird
Useless word
A pathetic stain
Wash him away in the salty rain
Little man
Little man
Die alone

The Admiral of Nothing

[Verse 1]
Quentin stands atop a sticky barrel
The king of lint
He points a finger at a greasy candle
He demands tribute from the dust

[Pre-Chorus]
Wooden sword and paper crown
Watch him strut across the floor
The bravest man in the lower town

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

[Verse 2]
He barks a harsh order to a ghost
A salt-less dog
His balance falters near the local post
A clumsy giant in a tavern fog

[Pre-Chorus]
Copper rings and stolen lace
Look at the sweat on his brow
A noble hero with a messy face

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

[Bridge]
The tavern laughs
The barmaid sighs
The harbor stays still
While he shouts at the rafters
He screams at the mice
He pleads for a war

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

 
 

Quentin’s Paper Navy

[Verse 1]
Quentin stands atop a sticky barrel
The king of lint
He points a finger at a greasy candle
He demands tribute from the dust

[Pre-Chorus]
Wooden sword and paper crown
Watch him strut across the floor
The bravest man in the lower town

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

[Verse 2]
He barks a harsh order to a ghost
A salt-less dog
His balance falters near the local post
A clumsy giant in a tavern fog

[Pre-Chorus]
Copper rings and stolen lace
Look at the sweat on his brow
A noble hero with a messy face

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

[Bridge]
The tavern laughs
The barmaid sighs
The harbor stays still
While he shouts at the rafters
He screams at the mice
He pleads for a war

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin
Sailing through a puddle of rum
Oh Captain Quentin
With a fleet that’s never come
Master of the empty chair
General of the vacant stare
A titan in his mind
Leaving common sense behind
Oh Captain Quentin

[Post-Chorus]
La la la
Drink it down
La la la
Silly clown

The Phantom Admiral

Intro]
Oh oh
Ay-ay-ay
The pride of the bay

[Verse 1]
Quentin stands upon a three-legged stool
Barking out orders
Sipping ginger beer and a mule
Lost on dry borders
Curk calls for his crew
Where they went nobody knew

[Pre-Chorus]
The wood starts to creak
The barrel gets weak
He sways in the night

[Chorus]
Capitaine Curk rules the wide raging foam
Commanding a ghost ship while sailing back home
He fights through the gale
He fights with the ale
He fights for the crown and his legendary name
Oh Captain Curk
Yes Captain Curk

[Post-Chorus]
Stamp your feet
Quentin’s a king
Hear the glass ring
La la la

[Verse 2]
Twelve phantom sailors march inside his mind
Salt in his squinting eyes
Golden treasures that he will never find
Selling us his lies
Waiting for a tide
That finally turned and died

[Pre-Chorus]
The floor starts to tilt
In honor or guilt
He sways in the night

[Chorus]
Capitaine Curk rules the wide raging foam
Commanding a ghost ship while sailing back home
He fights through the gale
He fights with the ale
He fights for the crown and his legendary name
Oh Captain Curk
Yes Captain Curk

[Post-Chorus]
Stamp your feet
Quentin’s a king
Hear the glass ring
La la la

[Bridge]
Dance for the phantom fleet
Dance on his blistered feet
Dance since his life’s complete
The hero of the Black Beard tonight
The hero who’s losing the fight

[Chorus]
Capitaine Curk rules the wide raging foam
Commanding a ghost ship while sailing back home
He fights through the gale
He fights with the ale
He fights for the crown and his legendary name
Oh Captain Curk
Yes Captain Curk

[Post-Chorus]
Stamp your feet
Quentin’s a king
Hear the glass ring
La la la

The Captain of Nothing

[Intro]
Ha
Haha
Aye
He thinks he’s a king

[Verse 1]
Quentin stands steady on a stool that’s tipping over
Looking for his luck
Quentin screams orders at the flies above his cider
He’s stuck
Muddy boots and a wooden sword
Plastic gold on a piece of cord
King of the dust and the dirty bowl

[Pre-Chorus]
His eyes are glass
His mind is gone
The world moves on

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Verse 2]
Watch the man wobble in his fake leather jacket
Clutching at a ghost
See him start a riot with a barrel and a bucket
Playing the host
Wicked whims and wasted years
Drowning in the salt of his bitter tears
Tripping on the hem of a stolen cape

[Pre-Chorus]
His eyes are glass
His mind is gone
The world moves on

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Bridge]
He commands the mice
He commands the rats
He commands the fleas
Poor Quentin
Sad Quentin
Lost Quentin

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Hook]
Quentin Curk is a joke
Quentin Curk is a ghost
Quentin Curk is a shame

The Legend of Quentin Curk

[Verse 1]
Battered boot treads upon the bench
He bellows broad and brave
He smells of salty swill and stench
Not of the rolling wave
King of the dust and dirt
Quentin Curk

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at his wooden sword
Look at his empty hoard
Look at the local fraud

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Verse 2]
Staggering strides and heavy hands
Mapping out his grandest plans
On a greasy napkin stained with rum
Beating on a table like a hollow drum
He dreams of fleets
Safe from the rainy streets

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at his wooden sword
Look at his empty hoard
Look at the local fraud

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Bridge]
He commands the stool
He commands the air
He commands the flies circling there
Laughing at him
Drinking to him
Leaving him all alone

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Hook]
He’s a captain in his mind
With the glory left behind
Lost at sea in a glass of gin
Where the legend won’t begin
No oh
No oh
Nobody’s listening anymore

Le Loup du Black Beard

Verse 1]
Battered boot treads upon the bench
He bellows broad and brave
He smells of salty swill and stench
Not of the rolling wave
King of the dust and dirt
Quentin Curk

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at his wooden sword
Look at his empty hoard
Look at the local fraud

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Verse 2]
Staggering strides and heavy hands
Mapping out his grandest plans
On a greasy napkin stained with rum
Beating on a table like a hollow drum
He dreams of fleets
Safe from the rainy streets

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at his wooden sword
Look at his empty hoard
Look at the local fraud

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Bridge]
He commands the stool
He commands the air
He commands the flies circling there
Laughing at him
Drinking to him
Leaving him all alone

[Chorus]
Oh Captain Quentin of the harbor mud
Sailing on rivers of cheap barley blood
Commander of shadows
General of ghosts
Ruling the corner while everyone roasts
King of the nothing
Lord of the floor
Nobody’s listening anymore

[Hook]
He’s a captain in his mind
With the glory left behind
Lost at sea in a glass of gin
Where the legend won’t begin
No oh
No oh
Nobody’s listening anymore

Quentin le jeu – Moscow Mule

A venir

T

[Intro]
Ha
Haha
Aye
He thinks he’s a king

[Verse 1]
Quentin stands steady on a stool that’s tipping over
Looking for his luck
Quentin screams orders at the flies above his cider
He’s stuck
Muddy boots and a wooden sword
Plastic gold on a piece of cord
King of the dust and the dirty bowl

[Pre-Chorus]
His eyes are glass
His mind is gone
The world moves on

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Verse 2]
Watch the man wobble in his fake leather jacket
Clutching at a ghost
See him start a riot with a barrel and a bucket
Playing the host
Wicked whims and wasted years
Drowning in the salt of his bitter tears
Tripping on the hem of a stolen cape

[Pre-Chorus]
His eyes are glass
His mind is gone
The world moves on

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Bridge]
He commands the mice
He commands the rats
He commands the fleas
Poor Quentin
Sad Quentin
Lost Quentin

[Chorus]
All hail the captain of nothing at all
He’s the giant of the tiny room
He’s the ruler of the sinking soul
Watch him stagger while the drums start to roll
Captain of nothing
Captain of nothing

[Hook]
Quentin Curk is a joke
Quentin Curk is a ghost
Quentin Curk is a shame