Come Together
Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly, babe
He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller
He got hair, mama, down to his knees
Got to be a joker, he just do what he please
Now, he wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football
He got monkey fingers, yeah, he shoot coca-cola
Now, he say, "I know you and mama, you know me" Yeah
One thing I can tell, mama, Lord you gotta be free
Come together, babe, right now, dog, Lord, over me
He bag production, he got walrus gumboots
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker, oh, mama, yeah
He got feet, yeah, down below his knee
Hold his arms, you can't hold his disease
Come together, babe right now, oh, over me
Oh, yeah, now
He roller-coaster, he got early warning
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter
He say, "One and one, Lord, mama and one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking motherfucker, 'cause he's so hard to see, yeah
Come together, oh yeah, over me