Down Under - 71 Digits
Lyrics by：Colin Hay/Ron Strykert
Produced by：Addy Van Der Zwan/Ali Jamieson/JM Drangosch/Mark Nieuwenhuijzen/Maurice Oude Booyink/Richard Adlam
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
Yeah
Lying 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
I come from a land down under
I come from a land down under
I come from a land down under
You better run you better take cover
Yeah
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
Yeah
