Lyrics: John Lennon. Come Together.

We go back in the past just once.
You might remember this better than i do, actually.
Okay? Something about a "flat top", that's all i know.

One, two, a one, two, three, four!

Here come old flat top,
he come growing up slowly,
he got jo jo eyeball,
he one holy roller,
he got hair down to his knee.
Got to be a joker, 'cause he's so hard to please.

Shoot!
Shoot!

He wear no shoeshine,
he got walrus gumboot,
he got monkey fingers,
he shoot coca cola,
he say, "i know you, you know me.
One thing i can tell you is you got to be free."

come together,
right now,
over you.

He bag production,
he got ono sideboard,
he one spinal cracker,
he got early what?
'Cause he say hair beneath, under his feet,
hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease.

Come together,
right now,
over me.

(shoot!)
(shoot!)
(shoot!)

Ow!

He roller coaster,
he got early warning,
he got muddy water,
he one mojo filter,
he say, "one and one and one is three."
got to be good looking 'cause he's so hard to see.

Come together,
right now,
over me,
over you,
over there.

Come together,
come together,
come together,
come together, right!

Thank you, thank you.
I nearly got all the words right, too!