Down Under - Men At Work

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 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." (yeah)

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? (ooh)
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? (yeah)
You better run, you better take cover."

"Do you come from a land down under? (yeah)
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?
(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."