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

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi

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? (Do you come from a land down under?)

Where women glow and men plunder? (Where women glow and men plunder?)

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?)

You better run, you better take cover

 

You better run, you better take cover

 Lyin' in 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

Do you come from a land down under? (Do you come from a land down under?)

Where women glow and men plunder? (Where women glow and men plunder?)

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?)

You better run, you better take cover

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? (Where women glow and men plunder?)

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? (Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?)

You better run, you better take cover