Travelling in a fried-out Kombi. 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'd better run you'd better take cover.". Buying bread from a man in Brussels. He was six foot four and full of muscle. 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'd better run you'd 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'd better run you'd better take cover."