For Barend:
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Travelling 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."
Yeah,
Lyin' 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."
(Repeat 4x:)
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.