Hey! I wrote this one and 'Better Days' today, well sorta. It turned 12 in the middle of my writing so it sort of took me two days lol! But I think I might go play games before I actually write this one! Hehe! I cant post in anyways! Gr! ANGER! So ya.
Disclaimer- I don't own 'Men at Work' (The band who wrote this song) and I don't own "The land Down Under". Yay!
WARNING: This fic is not going to make any scence due to recent loss of sanity, wait, what's a sanity? Is it a type of pie? Oh ya! Yummy! Ok bi!
Enjoy.
Here Be Da Story.
Gar was driving down the road in his car. It had paintings of different anime characters strewn all over. A lot of work went into his car, and money. He did it all himself. But that is not important. He was in search of his best friend. She had disappeared for nearly two years. He had to find her.
The road was beginning to get colorful and his mind told him he was drifting in to a world known as sleep. He pulled over and turned off the engine. He leaned back but as soon as he was almost asleep, something was tapping at his window. There was a strange lady, and she kind of made him nervous. She took him into her house and let him sleep in the guest room. It turned out, he had stopped next to a farm. In the morning, around noon, the lady, who scared him, gave him breakfast. He kindly thanked her and as he was about to leave, she asked, " Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men plunder? Wait a storm is coming. Run, get in your car fast. Stay safe." I don't know what she was talking about, but she was right about the storm. Gar ran and jumped in his car like a rabbit jumps in his whole when he is being chased. He drove off returning to his search.
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."
In Brussels, a place his friend had longed to go, he was buying bread from a man. Gar was hungry and needed food, obviously. This man was 6 foot, and buffer than any man he had ever seen. Except his friend Victor, he was much like this man. "Do you speak English?" Gar questioned hopeful. He just smiled at Gar and handed him a sandwich with something odd on it.
He then said, "Do you come from a land down under, where beer does flow and men chunder? Oh there is a storm coming. Run get in your car and take shelter!" Gar noticed the storm and quickly paid for the bread and ran to his nearby car. When Gar got to his car he thought, 'Why do people ask me about where I live and what the men are like? Maybe he is gay!' This made Gar chuckle inwardly. He put the keys in the ignition and started up his colorful car. He soon drove to another place. And took a plane.
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."
Gar found a nice hotel to stay at in Bombay. The people were nice, but this one man right outside the hotel selling hats kept inviting him to a party that night. Gar told him he was busy, and that he was. He was searching for his friend. She could be anywhere. Gar asked the annoying man, "Are you trying to tempt me? Just cause I am a tourist doesn't mean you have to try to lure me to a bunch of places where I can waste every penny I have. But thank you anyways." But once again Gar got the same comment.
"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? Do women glow and men plunder? Oh there is a storm overhead! Get inside! You will get soaked And there is thunder!" Gar ran inside. Cold and wet. Tired and hungry. The man had annoyed him out of his wits. But the last comment. Was this a hint to where his friend was. Where is this strange land? He looked up and there was a big sign that said 'Land Down Under'. AUSTRAILIA! Of course! Why didn't he think of that sooner. He had a summer home in Australia. Gar and his Car soon got on a plane too Australia.
Lying 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,
"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
When he had arrived, he and his colored car drove to his decent summer home. When he got there, sitting on his porch, was a beautiful, purple haired girl dressed in all black with a nice white ball cap. She smiled slightly at seeing her friend. But Gar, his smile was going off of his face. He ran to her and lifted her in his arms. He swung her around like a mother would if she was just reunited with her child. Gar stopped spinning and held her in his arms. He looked down into her lovely amethyst eyes. He leaned down and kissed her. He unlocked the door to his home, still carrying and kissing the young lady in his arms. When they were inside, he set her down not wanting to let go. "I missed you Rae."
She just said, "I come from a land down under. Where women glow and men plunder." He smiled and walked over to a window. There was a thunder storm and rain beating against the glass. A land down under.
I come from a land down under. Where she flies and guys love her.
DreamerGirl02 (No I am not from Australia!) Lol