Down Under

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a happy 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 to him, "Speak-a my language"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich, yeah

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

Lying in a den in Bombay
It's like Joe and not much to say
I said to the man, "Don't try to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty"
I said, yeah

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
Do you come from a land down under?
(Do you come from a land down under?)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (Can't you hear?)
You better run, you better take cover
Do you come from a land down under?