Men At Work - Down Under

I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"

On a hippie trail, head full of zombie

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous

Oh! Do you come from a land down under, oh yeah yeah

Where women glow and men plunder

He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi

With a slack jaw, and not much to say

And she said:

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

Because I come from the land of plenty"

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

She took me in and gave me breakfast

Where women glow and men plunder

Lying in a den in Bombay

I come from a land down under

And he said:

Do you come from a land down under

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

You better run, you better take cover.

He was six foot four and full of muscle

Where beer does flow and men chunder

And he said:

You better run, you better take cover.

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