Down Under

Traveling in a fried-out combie

On a hippie trail head full of zombie

I met a strange lady

She made me nervous

And she took me in

And gave me breakfast

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 muscle

I said

"Do you speak my language "

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 the thunder

You better run

You better take cover"

Dying 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 "

He said

"Oh 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

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

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

Where women glow and men plunder

Can't you hear can't you hear the thunder

You better run you better take cover"