Lyrics

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi  
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 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  
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  
  
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  
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  
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  
Where women glow and men plunder  
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?  
You better run, you better take cover

Song details

Artist: Men At Work