Kombi and Vegemite

Traveling in a fried-out Kombi. On a hippie trail, full of zombie. Me meet a strange

lady. She make me nervous. She take me in and give me breakfast. And she said,

"You come from a land down under. Where woman glow and man plunder" Oh yeah.

Can you hear, can you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take

cover. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah,

ohhh. Buying bread from a man in brass undershirt. He was six foot four and full of

muscle. Hey, yo! Me say you speak-a me language,

ohh. Him just smile and give me a Vegemite sandwich. And him say,