Men At Work - Down Under Edit

And he said:

And he said:

And she said:

Because I come from the land of plenty"

Buying bread from a man in Brussels

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder

Do you come from a land down under

He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich

He was six foot four and full of muscle

I come from a land down under

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous

I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me?

I said, "Do you speak a my language?"

Lying in a den in Bombay

Oh! Do you come from a land down under

Oh! Do you come from a land down under

Oh! Do you come from a land down under, oh yeah yeah

On a hippie trail, head full of zombie

She took me in and gave me breakfast

Traveling in a fried out Kombi

Where beer does flow and men chunder

Where women glow and men plunder

Where women glow and men plunder

Where women glow and men plunder

With a slack jaw, and not much to say

You better run, you better take cover

You better run, you better take cover.

You better run, you better take cover.

You better run, you better take cover.

You better run, you better take cover.