Travelling 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 muscle

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, yeah

Lyin' 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

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

Livin' in 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

Livin' in a land down under

where women glow

and men plunder

Can't you hear

can't you hear the thunder

ooh yeah

you better run

you better take cover