Traveling in a fried-out Kombi
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 [bad word] from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You [bad word]  you better take cover

Buying bread from a man in [bad word] 
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

 [bad word] from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You [bad word]  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 [bad word] from the land of plenty?"
And he said

Do [bad word] 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 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  you better take cover

Songwriters: HAY, COLIN JAMES/STRYKERT, RON