Bring On The Alligators Lyrics & Chords By Barry Andrews

You're here and I'm here to suffer in the cause of art

I chose you out of the crowd to screen test all the part

No crack, the All Blacks are with us on your Mum's settee

They ain't got nothing to do with you and/or me



Oh come on Sam, come on Sam

If you're an operator

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

If Salvador was here he'd think it was his birthday



Cold out, I sold out, it breaks me heart to see you down

Just don't go screwing me up (or down or round and round)

Cracked up, we packed up, I couldn't stand the atmosphere

I told you to never bring your relatives in here



Oh come on Sam, come on Sam

If you're an operator

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

Have another pill to aid your concentration



1 2 3 4 ... 1 2 3 4 (in Polish)



I'm crucial, so crucial, waiting for the phone to ring

You led me to understand you'd stop this happening

Tough dear, I still hear you screaming in my wildest dreams

I'm not sure it's healthy what you do behind those screens



Oh come on Sam, come on Sam

It ain't no good stealing other peoples' nightmares

If Salvador was here he'd think it was his birthday

Ain't no good writing letters to the Pope



Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators

Bring on the aligators