[ti:down under]
[ar:men at work]
[al:]
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[00:12]Traveling in a fried-out combie
[00:17]On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
[00:22]I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
[00:26]She took me in and gave me breakfast
[00:29]And she said,
[00:30][02:35][02:53][03:11]"Do you come from a land down under?
[00:35][02:40][02:58][03:16]Where women glow and men plunder?
[00:39][02:44][03:02][03:19]Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
[00:43][02:48][03:06][03:24]You better run, you better take cover."
[00:57]Buying bread from a man in Brussels
[01:01]He was six foot four and full of muscles
[01:06]I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
[01:10]He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
[01:14]And he said,
[01:15]"I come from a land down under
[01:20]Where beer does flow and men chunder
[01:24]Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
[01:28]You better run, you better take cover."
[01:59]Lying in a den in Bombay
[02:04]With a slack jaw, and not much to say
[02:09]I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
[02:13]Because I come from the land of plenty?"
[02:16]And he said,
[02:17]"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
[02:22]Where women glow and men plunder?
[02:26]Cant you hear, cant you hear the thunder?
[02:30]You better run, you better take cover."
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