Traveling in a fighter combie

On a heavy trail and full of zombie

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous

She took me in and gave me breakfast

She said

Do you come from the land down under?

Where women glow and men plunder

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

You better run, you better take cover

Buying bread from a man in Brussels

He was six foot four and full of muscle

I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"

He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich

And he said

I come from the land down under

Where winds blow 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

When the snacks are 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 the land down under? (Ooh, yeah)

Where women glow and men plunder

Can you hear, can you hear that thunder? (Oh)

You better run, you better take cover

Living in the land down under

Where women glow and men plunder (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Can you hear, can you hear that thunder? (Thunder, thunder)

You better run, you better take cover

Living in the land down under (Ooh, yeah)

Where women glow and men plunder

Can you hear, can you hear that thunder? (Oh)

You better run, you better take cover

Living in the land down under (Yeah)

Where women glow and men plunder