Down under — текст песни (Man At Work)

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.

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.

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 men plunder,
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder,
You better run, you better take cover.