Here come old flat-top, he come groovin’ up slowly
He got ju-ju eyeball, he one holy roller
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
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
Right!
Come, come, come, come…
He roller-coaster, he got early warnin’
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter
He say, “One and one and one is three”
Got to be good-lookin’ ’cause he’s so hard to see
Come together, right now
Over me
Ugh!
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Agh!
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together…
The Surreal Invitation of Unity
“Come Together” by The Beatles stands as a masterclass in enigmatic lyricism and psychedelic rock. The song opens with a parade of eccentric characters and vivid imagery—”old flat-top,” “ju-ju eyeball,” and “monkey finger”—setting a playful, almost surreal tone. While the verses brim with cryptic references and Lennon’s signature wordplay, the chorus cuts through with a universal message: a call for unity and togetherness. Rather than offering a straightforward narrative, the lyrics invite listeners to interpret the song’s colorful cast and symbolic language in their own way, making “Come Together” endlessly intriguing and open to personal reflection.
Song Credits
Songwriters: John Lennon, Paul McCartney
Release Year: 1969
Label: Apple Records