Land Down Under

Traveling in a fried-out Kombie
 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!
 Yes we are
 Living 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!
 ...
 Living in a land down under
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 Buying bread from a man in Brussels
 He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
 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!
 Living 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!
 Yes we are
 Living 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!
 ...
 Living in a land down under
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 Living in a land down under
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