Down Under (Live)

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 to me and gave me breakfast She said Did you come from a land down under? Women glow and men chunder Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder? Can I run, can I take cover? Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot four, full of muscle I said, "Do you speak my language, brother?" He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich He said "I come from a land down under" "Where beer does flow and men chunder" "Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?" "Now I run, you better take cover" Alright Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh (hey whoa-oh) Hey whoa-oh-oh Lying in a den in Bombay With a sledgehawk and a man I like to see I said to the man are you trying to tempt me? (He said, "I come from a land down under") He said, "I come from a land down under" "Where beer does flow and men chunder" "Can't you hear, can't you hear that thunder?" "Now I run, you better take cover" 'Cause we are living in the land down under Where women love, women plunder Did you hear, did you hear that thunder? You better run, you better take cover One more time, we go Living in the land down under Where women love, women plunder Did you hear, did you hear that thunder? You better run, you better take cover Alright Hey, thank you, Los Angeles Thank you, Los Angeles Thank you (go, hey!)