Black Label Society Come Together song lyrics

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