Come Together
Here come old flat top He come groovin' up slowly He got joo joo eyeballs He one holy rollers He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker He just do what he please He wear no shoeshine He got toe jam 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 got to be free Come together, right now Over me Many years ago I was that guy in the car next to you...singing along to FM radio and using the steering wheel as a drum set. Unless the singer was clear or I was lucky enough to find an album with liner notes, I had no idea what the lyrics were so filled them in with something that sounded right. One song that challenged me over and over again was The Beatles "Come Together". Despite many mumbles and guesses, I could never figure out the lyrics or what they all meant. While it might have meant more if I knew the lyrics, I was perfectly fine as long as I could belt out the message " Come t