Come Together Songtext
von Zakk Wylde

Here come ol′ flat top, he come movin' up slowly
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 finger, 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 now"

Come together, babe, right now, lord, lord o′er me


He bag production, he's got walrus gumbo
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal clacker, oh, mama
He got feet, yeah, down below his knees
Hold you in his arms, yeah, you can't hold his disease

Come together, babe, yeah, now, all over me

Oh-yeah, now

Oh-yeah

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"
Yeah, gotta be good-looking motherfucker ′cause he′s so hard to see, yeah

Come together, oh-oh-yeah, right now, over me