Come Together Songtext
von Black Label Society

Here come old flat top, he come groovin′ up slowly
He got jew jew eyeballs, he want holy rollers
He got hair, mama, down to his knees
Got to be a joker, he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshinem, he got toe jam football
He got monkey finger, yeah, he shoot Coca Cola now
He say I know you, and mama you know me, yeah
One thing you can tell mama, you got to be free now

Come together man, right now
Over me


He bag production, he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
He got feet, yeah, down below his knees
Hold you in his armchair, yeah, you can feel his disease

Come together man, yeah now
Over me

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

He roller coaster, he got early warning
He got muddy water, he one Mojo filter
He say one and one, ow mama, and one is three
Yeah, got to be good looking motherfucker 'cause he′s so hard to see

Come together, oh yeah
Over, over me