Ok I’m bored and this might be the anaesthetic
Tiring of a fried out conte
On a football trail head full of ange
We made a strange choice, it made us nervous
He took us in, his face ain’t gorgeous
And we sing
He comes from a land down under,
The football flows and Kane will plunder
Can’t you hear can’t you hear spurs thunder
You better run you better take cover
Traveling 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 better run, you better take cover"