Come Together Pride & Glory

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Here come old flattop
He come grooving up slowly, babe
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 fingers
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...
Come together baby, right now, oh, Lord over me

He bag production, he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker
Oh mama, he got feet yeah, down below his knee
Ah, hold his arms, you can't hold his disease
Yeah, Come together babe
Yeah right now, oh, over me now... 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 one and one is three"
Got to be good-looking motherfucker
'cause he's so hard to see yeah
Come together, oh yeah, oh yeah, over me