作词 : Hay, Strykert
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
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
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
Yeah!
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
You  better  run  you  better  take  cover!