down under - men at work
travelling in a fried-out combie
on a hippie trail, head full of zombie
i met a strange lady, she made me nervous
she took me in and gave me breakfast
and she said
do you come from a land down under?
where women glow and men plunder?
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
buying bread from a man in brussels
he was six-foot-four and full of muscles
i said, "do you speak-a my language?
he just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
and he said.
i come from a land down under
where beer does flow and men chunder
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
yeah
lyingin a den in bombay
with a slack jaw, and not much to say
i said to the man, are you trying to tempt me
because i come from the land of plenty?
and he said
oh! do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
where women glow and men plunder?
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
living in a land down under
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
living in a land down under
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
living in a land down under
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover
living in a land down under
where women glow and men plunder
can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
you better run, you better take cover