Hover Over Me (Come Together)

Here comes same old lot,

They come screamin' at me,

They got sharp tongues,

They got my life in a squeeze,

They one holy boomers,

They don't know real me,

But I will do what I please,

They wear mock smiles,

They make forged fine,

They got time space,

They love to test race,

They say pretty lies,

They weave and characterise,

Hold me against,

You can feel the angst,

Hover over me,

Over me,

They knock me around,

They got lame beats and try,

They look for weak signs,

They shoot far and sigh,

Got to be a shame,

'Cause they can never be,

Hover over me,

Over me,

Hover over me, yeah,

Hover over me, yeah,

Hover over me, yeah,

Hover over me, yeah.