Men at Work - Down Under lyrics

Traveling in a fried-out combie<br>On a hippie trail, head full of zombie<br>I met a strange lady, she made me nervous<br>She took me in and gave me breakfast<br>And she said,<br><br>Do you come from a land down under? <br>Where women glow and men plunder? <br>Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? <br>You better run, you better take cover.<br><br>Buying bread from a man in brussels<br>He was six foot four and full of muscles<br>I said, do you speak-a my language? <br>He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich<br>And he said,<br><br>I come from a land down under<br>Where beer does flow and men chunder<br>Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? <br>You better run, you better take cover.<br><br>Lying in a den in bombay<br>With a slack jaw, and not much to say<br>I said to the man, are you trying to tempt me<br>Because I come from the land of plenty? <br>And he said,<br><br>Oh! do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)<br>Where women glow and men plunder? <br>Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? <br>You better run, you better take cover.