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Land Down Under

    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?
    Where women glow and men plunder?
    Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?
    You better run, you better take cover.

     

    Lyrics von Land Down Under – Men At Work

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