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 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'

Lyin in a den in Bombay

With a slack jaw and not much to say

I said to the man, 'Are you try'n' to tempt me

Because I come from the land of plenty'

And he said, 'Do you come from a land down under oh yeah

Where women glow and men plunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

You better run, you better take cover

Living in 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

(Repeat)

Written by Colin Hay, Ron Strykert.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XfR9iY5y94s