Traveling 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 muscle
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."
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?（oh yeah yeah）
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear,can't you hear the thunder?
You better run,you better take cover."