Vieille Canaille
Culture T Lyrics


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J's'rai content quand tu s'ras mort
Vieille Canaille
J's'rai content quand tu s'ras mort
Vieille Canaille
Tu ne perds rien pour attendre
Je saurai bien te descendre
J's'rai content d'avoir ta peau
Vieux Chameau

Moi je t'ai reçu à bras ouverts
Vieille Canaille
Y'avais toujours ton couvert
Vieille Canaille
T'as brûlé tous mes tapis
T'as même fumé dans mon lit
T'as sifflé tout mon Wisky
Vieux Bandit

Puis j't'ai présenté ma femme
Vieille Canaille
J't'ai présenté ma femme
Vieille Canaille
Tu lui a fait du baratin
Tu l'as embrassé dans les coins
Dès que j'avais tourné le dos
Vieux Chameau


Mais j'suis parti avec elle
Vieille Canaille
Oui je suis parti avec elle
Vieille Canaille
En emportant la vaisselle
Le dessus d'lit en dentelle,
Tes cassettes ton magnéto
Vieux Chameau

j'ai sorti mon fusil
Vieille Canaille
j'ai sorti mon fusil
Vieille Canaille
Et quand j'te tiendrai au bout
Je rigolerai un bon coup
Et j't'aurai vite refroidi
Vieux Bandit

Mais on te mettra dans un' tombe
Vieille Canaille
Et moi j'irai faire la bombe
Vieille Canaille
À coups de petits verres d'eau-de vie
La plus belle cuite de ma vie
Sera pour tes funérailles




Vieille Canaille
Vieille Canaille

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Vieille Canaille" by Culture T depict the singer's strong animosity towards an individual referred to as "Vieille Canaille," which translates to "old rascal" or "old crook." The singer expresses their desire and pleasure in seeing Vieille Canaille dead, as they feel that they have been wronged and betrayed by this person. The chorus of the song drives this message home, as the singer sings, "J's'rai content quand tu s'ras mort, Vieille Canaille" which roughly translates to "I'll be happy when you're dead, old crook."


The verses of the song provide insight into the relationship between the singer and Vieille Canaille. The singer initially welcomed the person into their life and home with open arms, but the relationship quickly soured as Vieille Canaille proved to be destructive and disrespectful. The tipping point seems to be when Vieille Canaille begins to flirt with and deceive the singer's wife, leading to the eventual departure of both the wife and the singer, accompanied by stolen possessions, including the "dessus d'lit en dentelle" (lace bedspread), "tes cassettes ton magnéto" (your tapes and tape deck), and "la vaisselle" (the dishes).


The song ends with the singer threatening Vieille Canaille with a gun and stating that they will celebrate their death with a drunken binge. While the lyrics do not provide concrete details about the reasons behind the singer's bitterness, it is clear that they hold a deep grudge against this person.


Line by Line Meaning

J's'rai content quand tu s'ras mort
I will be happy when you are dead


Tu ne perds rien pour attendre
Just wait and see what I have in store for you


Je saurai bien te descendre
I will know exactly how to take you down


J's'rai content d'avoir ta peau
I will be happy to have your skin


Moi je t'ai reçu à bras ouverts
I welcomed you with open arms


Y'avais toujours ton couvert
There was always a place for you at my table


T'as brûlé tous mes tapis
You burned all my carpets


T'as même fumé dans mon lit
You even smoked in my bed


T'as sifflé tout mon Wisky
You drank all my whiskey


Puis j't'ai présenté ma femme
Then I introduced you to my wife


Tu lui a fait du baratin
You sweet-talked her


Tu l'as embrassé dans les coins
You kissed her in secret


Dès que j'avais tourné le dos
As soon as I turned my back


Mais j'suis parti avec elle
But I left with her


En emportant la vaisselle
Taking the dishes with us


Le dessus d'lit en dentelle
The lace bedspread


Tes cassettes ton magnéto
Your tapes, your stereo


j'ai sorti mon fusil
I took out my gun


Et quand j'te tiendrai au bout
And when I have you at gunpoint


Je rigolerai un bon coup
I will have a good laugh


Et j't'aurai vite refroidi
And I will have quickly cooled you down


Mais on te mettra dans un' tombe
But they will put you in a tomb


Et moi j'irai faire la bombe
And I will go party


À coups de petits verres d'eau-de vie
With shots of brandy


La plus belle cuite de ma vie
The greatest drunkenness of my life


Sera pour tes funérailles
Will be at your funeral


Vieille Canaille
Old rascal




Lyrics © EMI MUSIC PUBLISHING FRANCE
Written by: SAM THEARD

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