Down Under Songtext / Lyric

Traveling in a fried-out combie,
On a hippy 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."
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."
You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay,
with a slack jaw and not much to say,
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?"
Where women glow and me plunder,
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder,
You better run, you better take cover."
You better run, you better take cover."
You better run, you better take cover."
You better run, you better take cover."