Text: Spiritualized. Ladies & Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space. Come Together.

Little Johnny's sad and fucked
First he jumped and then he looked
The tracks of time, these tracks of mine
Little Johnny's occupied

Come on, come together
Come on, come together

Well, little Johnny had an ache
That hung around the poor boy's neck
Every time that Johnny ate
The little fucker fed the ache

Come on, come together
Come on, come together

So little J's a fucked-up boy
Dulled the pain that killed the joy
So little J's a fucking mess
That when he's offered just says yes

Little J is sad and fucked
First he jumped and then he looked
The tracks of time, these tracks of mine
Little J is occupied

Come on, come together
Come on, come together

Come together, come together