Lyrics:

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 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.'


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.'