Men At Work-Down Under lyrics

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.`

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?
You better run, you better take cover.`