Down Under (Live)

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 to me and gave me breakfast

She said

Did you come from a land down under?

Women glow and men chunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?

Can I run, can I take cover?

Buying bread from a man in Brussels

He was six foot four, full of muscle

I said, "Do you speak my language, brother?"

He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich

He said

"I come from a land down under"

"Where beer does flow and men chunder"

"Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?"

"Now I run, you better take cover"

Alright

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Lying in a den in Bombay

With a sledgehawk and a man I like to see

I said to the man are you trying to tempt me?

(He said, "I come from a land down under")

He said, "I come from a land down under"

"Where beer does flow and men chunder"

"Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?"

"Now I run, you better take cover"

'Cause we are living in the land down under

Where women love, women plunder

Did you hear, did you hear that thunder?

You better run, you better take cover

One more time, we go

Living in the land down under

Where women love, women plunder

Did you hear, did you hear that thunder?

You better run, you better take cover

Alright

Hey, thank you, Los Angeles

Thank you, Los Angeles

Thank you (go, hey!)