Down Under sing and play along

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 a sixfoot four and full of muscles.

I said, "Do you speaka my language?"

tempt me He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich.

And he said, "I you 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."

"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."