Down Under
by Men At Work
travelling in a fried-out combie
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
buying bread from a man in Brussels
he was six foot four and full of muscles
I said - do you speaka 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
lying 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
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
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