Come together AC/DC

[Verse 1]
Here come old flattop
He come grooving up slowly
He got you you eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

[Verse 2]
He wear no shoeshine
He got toejam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you've got to be free
Come together...right now
Over me

[Verse 3]
He Bag Production, he got
Walrus gumboot, he got
Ono sideboard, he one
Spinal cracker, he got
Feet...down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together...right now
Over me