traveling in a fried-out combie on a hippie trail, head full of zombie i met a strange old lady, and she made me nervous she took me in and gave me breakfast and she said, do you come from a land down under where the women glow and men shall plunder can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder ooh you better run, you better take cover buying bread from a man in brussels he was six foot four and full of muscle well i says to the man, 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 the beers flow and the men chunder could you hear, could you hear the thunder ooh you better run, oh you better take cover ooh you better run, you better take i was lying in a den in bombay with a slack jaw, and not much to say i says to the man, are you trying to tempt me because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from because i come from the land of plenty and he says, i come from a land down under ooh where the beers flow and the men chunder could you hear, could you hear the thunder well you better run, you better take cover ooh you better run, you better take cover ooh you better run, you better take cover you better run, you better take cover ooh you better run, you better take cover
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