Travelling in
a fried-out Combi
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
that 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
that thunder?
You better run
You better take cover
Yeah living in
a land down under
where women glow
and then plunder
haaaa yeah