Men At Work

Uno de mis principales objetivos al crear este blog era inaugurar una sección dedicada a la música australiana. A la buena, claro. Y eso es lo que voy a hacer a partir de hoy, un mes después de llegar a “Down Under”, otro de los nombres con los que se conoce a Australia.

Down Under, Boca Abajo. Y como estoy boca abajo (“del verrés”, como diría mi tío Jacinto), no encuentro canción más apropiada para inaugurar la nueva sección que la excelente y pegadiza Down Under, de los melburnianos Men At Work. Enjoy!

¡Gracias, Ostii!

Down Under – Men At Work (1982)

Traveling in a fried-out combie
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.

“Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
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.”

Lyin’ 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:

“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.”
Yeah!

Living in 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!

Living in 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!