Land Down Under

Traveling in a fried-out Kombie 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! Yes we are 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 ... 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! 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! Yes we are 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 ... Living in a land down under ...