Men at work -- Down under

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."

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,

"Oh! Do you come 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 better run, you better take cover."