1.Down Under
Artist：Men to Work
Travelling in a friend-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.
Buy bread from a man in Brussels,
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles,
I said Do you speak 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 plunder,
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder,
You better run, you better take cover.
With a slack jaw and not much to say,
Said to the man Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty
And he said
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