Travelling in a [bad word] 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:

"Oh! 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