Down Under - timings

Instrumental - 12 seconds

Traveling in a fried-out combie - 00:12
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie - 00:17
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous - 00:22
She took me in and gave me breakfast - 00:25
And she said, - 00:29

"Do you come from a land down under? - 00:30
Where women glow and men plunder? - 00:35
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? - 00:39
You better run, you better take cover." - 00:43

Instrumental - 00:47 - 00:56

Buying bread from a man in Brussels - 00:57
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles - 01:01
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" - 01:06
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich - 01:10
And he said, - 01:14

"I come from a land down under - 01:15
Where beer does flow and men chunder - 01:20
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? - 01:24
You better run, you better take cover." - 01:28

Instrumental - 01:32 - 01:59

Lyin' in a den in Bombay - 02:00
With a slack jaw, and not much to say - 02:04
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me - 02:09
Because I come from the land of plenty?" - 02:13
And he said, - 02:17

"Do you come from a land down under? - 02:18
Where women glow and men plunder? - 02:22
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? - 02:26
You better run, you better take cover." - 02:31
Yeah!

Living in a land down under - 02:35
Where women glow and men plunder - 02:40
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? - 02:44
You better run, you better take cover! - 02:49

Living in a land down under - 02:53
Where women glow and men plunder - 02:58
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? - 03:02
You better run, you better take cover! - 03:07

03:07 - 03:28