by John Lennon and Paul McCartney
As Released by the Beatles (1969)
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Here come old flat top
He come grooving 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
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
He wear no shoe-shine
He got toe-jam football
He got wonky 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
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot 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
Shoot me
Right!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Come - (oh) - come - come - come
He roller-coaster
He got early warning
He got Muddy Water
He one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good-looking 'cos he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Shoot me
Oh
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Oh
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together.
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John Lennon had a strange fascination with guns and the language of guns. Shoot me, shoot me.
Quite right; I'll post "Watching Rainbows," which, as I recall, says the same thing: "shoot me."
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