Down Under
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
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
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
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 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
I come from a land down under
You better run, you better take cover" (You better take cover)
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
(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)
(Do you come from a land down under?
You better run, you better take cover)
(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
You better run, you better take cover)
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
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
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 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
I come from a land down under
You better run, you better take cover" (You better take cover)
Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
(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)
(Do you come from a land down under?
You better run, you better take cover)
(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
You better run, you better take cover)
Credits
Writer(s): Colin James Hay, Ronald Graham Strykert
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