Frukathka said:
I know, I yahooed the lyrics for the song but it couldn't find that version.
Okay, see, girls have a Yahoo, boys have a Google.
Traveling 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 muscles
I said, do you speaka 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
I 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? 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.