Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Quint
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Anthony C. Ferrante
Songwriter:in
Robbie Rist
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
In the swamp, it’s time to rock
A killer in the water and that ain’t no crock
Best to keep your weapons cocked
In his den it just turned drugs o’clock
Hide the cook and Sudafed
Godzilla’s body with Rick James’ head
The only thing he sees is crimson red
The Lizard King is off his meds
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
See you Later Alligator
He’s on the tweak and on to you
Your lease on life won’t be renewed
If you’re so smart what would you do?
And by then he will have chewed up you
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
See you Later Masticator
Meth eating, pray seeking, blood spilling, man-made machine
Drug peakin’, death spinning, man-feasting, monster in green
Brain speeding, more feeding, more bleeding, no in between
This living pair of boots is coming after you to chew chew chew on you
Can’t feel his face, don’t feel no fear
Jaws and teeth and wounds severe
He’s the baddest cat in the swamposphere
And he’s gonna make it crystal clear
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
See you Later Alligator
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
Meth Gator
See you Later Alligator
See you Later Masticator
After Awhile Crackadile
Written by: Anthony C. Ferrante, Robbie Rist