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*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 BETTER RUN, YOU BETTER TAKE COVER, YEAH!*
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 BETTER RUN, YOU BETTER TAKE COVER, YEAH!*