맨 앳 워크
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
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 ah
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
Do you come from
a land down under
oh yeah eh
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
oh yeah
You better run
you better take cover
Living in a
land down under
Where women glow
and men plunder
Where women glow
and men plunder
Where women glow
and men plunder