Got too much water under the bridge
 Got too much, too much, got too much
 Got too much water under the bridge

 I got to think of something, think of something
 I got to think of something
 We got to hang together, we got to hang together
 We got to hang together, or hang separately

 Maybe we got time to burn
 I got a yen to hear myself talk
 But I don't want to make that kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 And maybe you've got nothing left to learn
 You put me in a state
But do you want to make that kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 And let it all run out
 You know why we got to hang together

 Number one ain't always number one
 Instant karma's always coming back
 And I don't want to make that kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 Tell ya mamma nature's on the run
 Bad karma's running in the back
 But do we want to make that kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 And let it all run out
 You know why we got to get together

 We got no more time to burn
 We got to crawl before we can walk
 So if you wanna make a new kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 And I got a few things I'd like to learn
 I get tired of hearing myself squawk
 And I wanna make a new kind of history
 Put your hand on the rock
 And let it all run out
 You know why we got to hang together