Down Under

[00:13.84] Travelling in a fried-out Kombi

[00:18.58] On a hippie trail, head full of zombie

[00:22.81] I met a strange lady, she made me nervous

[00:27.57] She took me in and gave me breakfast

[00:30.82] And she said:

[00:32.06] "Do you come from a land down under

[00:36.55] Where women glow and men plunder

[00:41.31] Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

[00:45.57] You better run, you better take cover."

[00:59.08] Buying bread from a man in Brussels

[01:04.07] He was six foot four and full of muscle

[01:08.08] I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"

[01:12.32] He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich

[01:16.34] And he said:

[01:17.07] "I come from a land down under

[01:21.57] Where beer does flow and men chunder

[01:25.82] Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

[01:30.32] You better run, you better take cover." (yeah)

[02:01.82] Lying in a den in Bombay

[02:06.33] With a slack jaw, and not much to say

[02:10.83] I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me?

[02:15.33] Because I come from the land of plenty."

[02:18.82] And he said:

[02:19.82] "Oh! Do you come from a land down under (oh yeah yeah)

[02:24.35] Where women glow and men plunder

[02:28.82] Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

[02:32.83] You better run, you better take cover."